Are you a professor?
a professor ?" "I once had the honour of giving some lectures to the young men of the X university." "The young men!" Lembke seemed to start, though I am ready to bet that he grasped very little of what was going on or even, perhaps, did not know with whom he was talking.
"That, sir, I won't allow," he cried, suddenly getting terribly angry.
"I won't allow young men! It's all these manifestoes?
It's an assault on society, sir, a piratical attack, filibustering....

What is your request ?" "On the contrary, your wife requested me to read something to-morrow at her fete.

I've not come to make a request but to ask for my rights...

." "At the fete?
There'll be no fete.

I won't allow your fete.