ous articles
mentioned in the following scene._]

THE DUKE.

Why, Flambeau, what is that?

FLAMBEAU.

A pair of braces.

THE DUKE.

Have you gone mad?

FLAMBEAU.

Just look and see what's on 'em!

THE DUKE.

My portrait!

FLAMBEAU.

Worn by quite a decent class.

THE DUKE.

But Flambeau--

FLAMBEAU.

Will you take a pinch of snuff?

THE DUKE.

I--

FLAMBEAU.

On the box a little curly head.

THE DUKE.

'Tis I!

FLAMBEAU.

And what about this handkerchief?
Eh! Not so bad, the little King of Rome?

THE DUKE.

But--

FLAMBEAU.

Colored print to paste upon your walls.

THE DUKE.

Again! on horseback!

FLAMBEAU.

Yes, and caracolling.
How d'you like this pipe?

THE DUKE.

But tell me, Flambeau--

FLAMBEAU.

You cannot say they haven't drawn you handsome!

THE DUKE.

I--

FLAMBEAU.

A cockade, to tease the government.

THE DUKE.

What's that?

FLAMBEAU.

A medal. Trivial fancy goods.

THE DUKE.

Still I?

FLAMBEAU.

Still you. Look here, what words are ground
Upon this tumbler?

THE DUKE.

"Francis, Duke of Reichstadt."

FLAMBEAU.

Of course you can't get on without a plate--

THE DUKE.

A plate?

FLAMBEAU.

A knife, a napkin-ring, an egg-cup.
They've made you look so happy on the egg-cup!
The table's laid, my Lord: my Lord is served!

THE DUKE.

[_With increasing emotion._]

Flambeau--

FLAMBEAU.

On everything. Here's a cravat
In which you're woven riding in the clouds;
And playing cards of which you're Ace of Spades--

THE DUKE.

Flambeau!

FLAMBEAU.

And Almanacs--

THE DUKE.

Flambeau!

FLAMBEAU.

And everything!

THE DUKE.

Flambeau!

FLAMBEAU.

What, weeping? Take this handkerchief
And dry your eyes upon the King of Rome!

[_He kneels by the_ DUKE'S _side and wipes his eyes
with the handkerchief._]

I bid you strike the iron while it's hot:
You've got the people and you've got the Marshals,
The King, the King himself, is only King
On one condition: that he's Bonapartist.
Vainly the Gallic cockerel spreads his wings
That, from a distance, he may seem an eagle.
We Frenchmen cannot bre