A heavy, uncouth German lad, whom the professor introduced as his pupil and assistant, Quast, was in attendance.

Mr.Papadopoulos polyglotically acknowledged the honour I had conferred upon him.

He is very like the late Emperor of the French; but his forehead is bulgier.
With a theatrical gesture and the remark that I should see, he opened some cages and released half a dozen cats--a Persian, a white Angora, and four commonplace tabbies, who all sprang on to the table with military precision.

Madame Brand began to caress them.

I, wishing to show interest in the troupe, prepared to do the same; but the dwarf scurried up with a screech from the other end of the room.
_"Ne touchez pas--ne touchez pas!"_ I refrained, somewhat wonderingly, from touching.