What a misapplication of terms!
Jack.
Why did you not bring your shell with you?
Fopdoodle.
What shell?
Jack.
The shell of a goose-egg. Go get it, and put yourself in it, or I’ll make an omelet of you by assault and battery.
[Moving around Fopdoodle.
Fopdoodle.
By Jove, you’re a ferocious ape. I’ll have you arrested. Ho, there! Oh, policeman, come at once, I pray you, and quell this riot. Come, I command you. But he don’t come. What an abominable government we do have! If we had a king, then I’d be protected,—a nice, sweet king! Then, you know, I’d go to court; then I’d be My Lord Fopdoodle. Oh, I’d dearly love a king.