Addressing Mr.Sieppe, he said: "You have not lost a daughter, but have gained a son." These were the only words he had spoken the entire evening.

He departed; the company was profoundly impressed.
About twenty minutes later, when Marcus Schouler was entertaining the guests by eating almonds, shells and all, Mr.Sieppe started to his feet, watch in hand.
"Haf-bast elevun," he shouted.

"Attention! Der dime haf arrive, shtop eferyting.

We depart." This was a signal for tremendous confusion.

Mr.Sieppe immediately threw off his previous air of relaxation, the calf's head was forgotten, he was once again the leader of vast enterprises.
"To me, to me," he cried.