"And we play with four packs."
"Very well.—But there are some men who have a perfect mania for singing."
"And who often sing false—as, for instance—— I declare four queens!"
While these gentlemen played, Anatole shouted at the top of his voice:
"'Come, lady fair; I await thee, I await thee, I await thee!'"
"That is horrible!" said the count.
"It sounds like the hissing of a railroad train when it stops."
"I have a sequence!"
"It seems that we are not to see Madame Monléard and her husband this evening?"
"No; they have gone to some grand affair.—I declare a single bézique!"