human
The devil take you with your gymnastics! There's two cups smashed! What sort of a crazy idea is it--to make a child walk on his head; and in a salon, too!
gpt
Bless my soul! don't lose your temper over two cups; and see, here's one of them that has only the handle broken.
human
It takes away all its value, none the less.
gpt
I'll give you two others.
human
Oh, yes! people say that, but no one ever replaces anything. Do you propose sending your son to the circus, that you make him do such tricks as that?
gpt
No; I am going to make a lawyer of him.
human
Do you expect him to try cases, walking on his hands?
gpt
My dear friend, gymnastics is always a good thing, in every station of life. A lawyer may have occasion to show how a thief went to work to climb into a window; he'll make a poor fist at it if he doesn't know anything about gymnastics.
human
What has happened? inquired Aldegonde;
gpt
I heard my husband shouting.
human
Nothing, dear madame, a trifle!
gpt
He calls two handsome cups nothing, which his son broke while he was walking on his head.
human
Does your son walk on his head? Dear me! I should have liked to see that.
gpt
He can do it again.
human
No, no, I don't want him to do it again--he'll smash all the china we've got!
gpt
Very well; something else, then--to show you how strong the lad is already.--Artaban, hold out a chair at arm's length.--That won't endanger your cups, Mirotaine.--Come, Artaban, pick out a chair.