Chantecler - Play in Four Acts by Edmond Rostand
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sling mud upon me, I have a porcelain bath!
CHANTECLER [_Slightly out of patience._] Why not make a practice of talking simply and to the point? THE BLACKBIRD I like to make you sit up, and watch you blinking. PATOU Grrrrr--in the plain interest of public decency, I say it behooves us-- THE BLACKBIRD Don't say behooves, say it's up to you, old chap! CHANTECLER What's all this juggling with words? THE BLACKBIRD The thing, Chantecler, quite the thing! I knew a city sparrow once, and it's the way they talk in fashionable circles. CHANTECLER I was well acquainted with a little red-breast, who lived beneath a city poet's eaves; he did not talk like you. THE BLACKBIRD I belong to my time. Every chap that's a bit of a swell nowadays must be a bit of a tough. It's smart, you know. |
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