Part 5 (2/2)

Then I fired. It was the first time that poor fellow showed any wit; he wasn't used to it; it killed him.

G.o.dLER (_quite low to_ TReVELe).

He wants to rise in the estimation of our hostess; he is a clever fellow.

LIONNETTE (_looking at_ NOURVADY, _who is going towards_ G.o.dLER _and_ TReVELe, _one sitting and the other standing at the other side of the room_).

He is peculiar, that man.

JOHN.

Do you find him odd?

LIONNETTE.

Yes, he is so unlike any one else.

JOHN.

Indeed?

LIONNETTE.

What is the matter with you? What are you thinking about?

JOHN.

I am thinking that that odd man is very happy.

LIONNETTE.

In having the left shoulder higher than the right, and a ball in the latter?

JOHN.

In having what I have not, in having forty millions.

LIONNETTE.

Ah, yes, that would help us out of our difficulties.

JOHN.

My poor Lionnette, I am very unhappy.

LIONNETTE.

Why?

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