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in good order, bursting with laughter, and no one saw any-
         thing but fire. He had had a piece rejected at the Vaudeville.
         He made a few verses now and then. In addition to this he
         doubted everything to the last degree, which is a vast force
         in the eyes of the weak. Being thus ironical and bald, he was
         the leader. Iron is an English word. Is it possible that irony
         is derived from it?
            One day Tholomyes took the three others aside, with the
         gesture of an oracle, and said to them:—
            ‘Fantine, Dahlia, Zephine, and Favourite have been teas-
         ing us for nearly a year to give them a surprise. We have
         promised them solemnly that we would. They are forever
         talking about it to us, to me in particular, just as the old
         women in Naples cry to Saint Januarius, ‘Faccia gialluta, fa
         o miracolo, Yellow face, perform thy miracle,’ so our beau-
         ties say to me incessantly, ‘Tholomyes, when will you bring
         forth  your  surprise?’  At  the  same  time  our  parents  keep
         writing to us. Pressure on both sides. The moment has ar-
         rived, it seems to me; let us discuss the question.’
            Thereupon, Tholomyes lowered his voice and articulat-
         ed something so mirthful, that a vast and enthusiastic grin
         broke out upon the four mouths simultaneously, and Blach-
         evelle exclaimed, ‘That is an idea.’
            A smoky tap-room presented itself; they entered, and the
         remainder of their confidential colloquy was lost in shad-
         ow.
            The result of these shades was a dazzling pleasure party
         which took place on the following Sunday, the four young
         men inviting the four young girls.

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