Easily. You see, he writes only for a weekly paper, and always reads what the others have said first. Then he takes the opposite view.
Sneer.
No wonder he’s so often right!
Dangle.
[Continuing.] “In Whiskerandos we have the man of primary emotions only. Like Solnes, he climbs no steeples; like Lövborg, he may now and then be seen with the vine leaves in his hair....”
Mrs. Dangle.
Stop, stop, Mr. Dangle! Surely there must be some mistake. I don’t remember that Whiskerandos had anything in his hair. He wore a helmet all the time!
Dangle.
[Irritably.] Metaphor, madam, metaphor! [Continuing.] “In Lord Burleigh we hear something of the epic silence which is so tremendous in Borkman....”