Do you know what I shall do when the mirror answers, "Now" ?' 'I cannot guess,' said he.
'No more can I,' returned the Countess.

'There is such a choice! Suicide, gambling, a nunnery, a volume of memoirs, or politics--the last, I am afraid.' 'It is a dull trade,' said Otto.
'Nay,' she replied, 'it is a trade I rather like.

It is, after all, first cousin to gossip, which no one can deny to be amusing.

For instance, if I were to tell you that the Princess and the Baron rode out together daily to inspect the cannon, it is either a piece of politics or scandal, as I turn my phrase.

I am the alchemist that makes the transmutation.