Presently the Patriarch asked again,—
"Why was M. Berger authorized to go to the dances given to the Prince?"
The Class had to give up this, and he answered it himself:—
"Because every one of his carroms was a tick-it to the ball."
"Who collects the money to defray the expenses of the last campaign in
Italy?" asked the Patriarch.
Here again the Class failed.
"The war-cloud's rolling Dun," he answered.
"And what is mulled wine made with?"
Three or four voices exclaimed at once,——
"Sizzle-y Madeira!"