'Sir!'—replied he, after a pause,—'Donner and Blitzen!'
This was sufficient. The next morning I shot off his nose at six o'clock, and then called upon my friends.
'Bête!'—said the first.
'Fool!'—said the second.
'Ninny!'—said the third.
'Dolt!'—said the fourth.
'Noodle!'—said the fifth.
'Ass!'—said the sixth.
'Be off!'—said the seventh.
At all this I felt mortified, and called upon my father.