“Oh, the one of the great club?”
“No—greater still.”
“The President of the Tribunal, then?”
“No; greater still—a president of a republic!”
“Of a republic, you say? No, I never shaved one—never in my life!”
“Do you know what he looks like?”
“Why, yes—like a gentleman.”
“Very good, my boy; I see you understand. Now, that’s the way you’ve got to shave me—for I’m one.”
“You a president of a republic? Ha! ha! ha!”
“What are you laughing at, boy?”