Your collar is all rumpled--'tis that of yesterday.

YOU HAVE NOT BEEN TO BED! What has chanced, brother of mine: what has chanced ?" "A common chance, Louis of Hombourg," said the Margrave: "one that chances every day.

A false woman, a false friend, a broken heart.

THIS has chanced.

I have not been to bed." "What mean ye ?" cried Count Ludwig, deeply affected.