“What joyous laughter at the reflection, very true, by the way: “Le Comte—‘The domestics here take longer to dress than their masters.’ “Figaro—‘That is because they have no valets to help them.’ “What an excellent remark upon the chances for functionaries: “Le Comte—‘With character and intelligence you may one day be promoted in office.’ “Figaro—‘Intelligence will advance me? Monsieur is making sport of mine—to be mediocre and cringing, one can arrive at anything.’ “And after this very subtle observation, what a picture of diplomacy: “‘Pretend to be ignorant of what everyone knows, and to know what others do not know, seem to understand what nobody comprehends, not to hear what all hear, and most of all appear able to do the impossible. Seem profound when one is only empty; spread spies, pension traitors, loosen seals, and intercept letters; magnify the poverty of the methods by the importance of the object,—that’s politics, or I’m a dead man.’ “The diplomats who were in the audience were transported with pleasure in hearing their business so exactly judged. “The great ladies went into ecstacies at the remark of Suzanne to the countess: ‘I have noticed how a knowledge of the world gives an ease to ladies well brought up, so they can lie without showing it.’ “They applauded with enthusiasm that democratic observation, but profoundly true of this same Suzanne: ‘Do you think women of my position have hysterics? That is a malady which is only to be found in the boudoir.’ “The great lords, always surrounded with flatterers and parasites, applauded with transport that phrase of Figaro to Basil: ‘Are you a prince that you must be servilely flattered? Suffer the truth, wretch, since you cannot pay a liar.’ “But the moment when the enthusiasm became delirium, frenzy—the moment when the dukes and peers, the ministers, the _cordons rouges_, the _cordons bleus_—were transported to the seventh heaven of acclaim, was when the daring _Barbier_ transformed himself into a tribune and said to all of them in the monologue under the chestnut tree: “‘Because you are a great lord you believe yourself a great genius. Rank, fortune, position, all that make you so proud! What have you done to deserve so many gifts? You have taken the trouble to be born, nothing else!’ “The functionaries charged with the censure were particularly enchanted with this phrase of the same monologue: ‘On condition that I do not speak in my writings, either of authority, or religion, or politics, or morals, or of people in position, or bodies in favor, or anyone who holds to anything, I am allowed to write, to print everything freely under the inspection of two or three censors.’ “The ministers charged to fill public functions found the following phrase very just: ‘They thought of me for a position, but by ill luck I was suited to it; they needed a calculator, it was a dancer who received it.’”