Ah! Monsieur Claudius." He already called me Claudius.
"Ah! Monsieur Claudius, there was a time when I was the idol of Buenos Ayres, and the pet of Rio Janeiro! Do not think I would tell you an untruth! No! I know myself.

Bad at Paris, I am excellent in the provinces.

In Paris you play for yourself; in the provinces you play for the others! And then what a repertory!" "My compliments, my dear compatriot!" "I accept them, Monsieur Claudius, for I like my trade.

What would you haye?
All the world cannot expect to be a senator or--a special correspondent." "There, that is wicked, Monsieur Caterna," said I, with a laugh.
"No; it is the last word." And while the unwearied actor ran on in this way, stations appeared one after the other between the shrieks of the whistle, Kulka, Nisachurch, Kulla Minor and others, not particularly cheerful to look at; then Bairam Ali at the seven hundred and ninety-fifth verst and Kourlan Kala at the eight hundred and fifteenth.
"And to tell you the truth," continued Caterna, "we have made a little money by going about from town to town.

At the bottom of our boxes are a few Northern debentures, of which I think a good deal, and take much care, and they have been honestly got, Monsieur Claudius.