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The man who'll laugh last, will laugh best. THE MAN WHO WILL LAUGH LAST WILL LAUGH BEST
 her. I confided all my schemes to her, and she had too much intelligence not to see how right they were and too much judgment not to approve of them." Then there he was sobbing and crying, as he said, "No, no, I'll never get over it. Ever since, I've taken to wearing bands and a skull cap." ME: From grief? HIM: If you like. But the real reason is to have my bowl on my head....But look at the time. I have to go to the opera. ME: What's playing? HIM: Something by Dauvergne. There are quite a few fine things in his music. It's a pity that he wasn't the first to write them. There are always a few dead people who upset the living. That's just the way it is. Quisque suos patimur manes [Each of us has ancestors we must endure]. It's half past five. I hear the bell sounding for vespers for the Abbé de Canaye and for me. Farewell, Mister Philosopher. Isn't it true that I'm always the same? ME: Alas, yes--unfortunately. HIM: Well, I hope this misfortune keeps going for only another forty years. ANISHED WITH HER THAT'S THE ONLY REASON I MARRIED HER I CONFIDED ALL MY SCHEMES TO HER AND SHE HAD TOO MUCH INTELLIGENCE NOT TO SEE HOW RIGHT THEY WERE AND TOO MUCH JUDGMENT NOT TO APPROVE OF THEM THEN THERE HE WAS SOBBING AND CRYING AS HE SAID NO NO MALL NEVER GET OVER IT EVER SINCE I'VE TAKEN TO WEARING BANDS AND A SKULL CAP ME FROM GRIEF HIM IF YOU LIKE BUT THE REAL REASON IS TO HAVE MY BOWL ON MY HEAD BUT LOOK AT THE TIME I HAVE TO GO TO THE OPERA ME WHAT'S PLAIN HIM SOMETHING BY D'AUVANNIER THERE ARE QUITE A FEW FINE THINGS IN HIS MUSIC IT'S A PITY THAT HE WASN'T THE FIRST TO WRITE THEM THERE ARE ALWAYS A FEW DEAD PEOPLE WHO UPSET THE LIVING THAT'S JUST THE WAY IT IS QUA SUOS PATIMOUR MONES EACH OF US HAS ANCESTORS WE MUST ENDURE IT'S HALF PAST FIVE I HEAR THE BELL SOUNDING FOR VESPERS FOR THE ABBE DE KENAY AND FOR ME FAREWELL MISTER PHILOSOPHER ISN'T IT TRUE THAT I'M ALWAYS THE SAME ME ALAS YES UNFORTUNATELY HIM WELL I HOPE THIS MISFORTUNE KEEPS GOING FOR ONLY ANOTHER FORTY YEARS
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