“Do you know what a revolver is?”
“Yes,” replied the gunsmith. “It is an American weapon.”
“It is a pistol with which a man can carry on a conversation.”
“Exactly: an instrument which comprises in itself both the question and the answer.”
“And the rejoinder too.”
“Precisely, Monsieur Clubin. A rotatory clump of barrels.”
“I shall want five or six balls.”
The gunmaker twisted the corner of his lip, and made that peculiar noise with which, when accompanied by a toss of the head, Frenchmen express admiration.
“The weapon is a good one, Monsieur Clubin.”
“I want a revolver with six barrels.”