The newly opened Hamochi Clinic of Sado Hospital. People looking at the sign are rich

The Sado Hospital, equipped with the newest medical facilities, opened on October 21, 10th Year of Showa

PEOPLE OF THE LAW 23: AT THE AGUESSEAU CAFÉ. While awaiting the hearing, Demosthenes lunches at the client's expense, steak and chips driving eloquence on

MONOMANIACS 3: THE EXPERT: There are Experts and Experts, as there are Uncouth Peolple and Uncouth People. Firtly [there is] the Expert who knows (this is the rarest type); then the Expert who knows nothing, or knows stupid and useless things, that is to say, less than nothing. The Expert of these different categories passes for a profound, serious man; he is in a very good position, and makes a reputation in the world, like all who are hollow. He passes his days full of pleasures and free from failings, except that he is subject to the Cross of Honoour and the Academy

MONOMANIACS 3: THE EXPERT: There are Experts and Experts, as there are Uncouth Peolple and Uncouth People. Firtly [there is] the Expert who knows (this is the rarest type); then the Expert who knows nothing, or knows stupid and useless things, that is to say, less than nothing. The Expert of these different categories passes for a profound, serious man; he is in a very good position, and makes a reputation in the world, like all who are hollow. He passes his days full of pleasures and free from failings, except that he is subject to the Cross of Honoour and the Academy

Strangers in Paris 1: The arrival: What, no room!... －Not even for your hat-box... －What about in the sitting-room? －Twenty one Englishmen are in there... －In the attic?... －I've put eleven Savoyards in there... －In the celler?... －Fifteen Polish people have set up home... －Oh! hang it...oh! damnation... oh! Good God!...are we going to spend the night by the side of a milestone?... －That's what you'd better do, because then the night patrol will get you out of trouble quickly by taking you to sleep at the Prefecture of Police's office, Saint Martin cell!... specially reserved for the homeless and poodles without papers!..

THE SPECULATORS 1: －I bought this ground at one franc per metre and I'll sell it at 9 francs. －Who to?... －The name's not important as long as I earn 8 francs per metre... it's not too expensive. the ground's well worth 600 francs per metre on the boulevard Montmartre!... －Yes, but this place isn't populated. －What d'you mean, not populated... there are more than twenty thousand rabbits!

TODAY'S PHILANTHROPISTS 9: “Yesterday, in the rue St. Honoré, a respectable old man fell, struck by an attack of apoplexy, it would have been the end of him had not the celebrated Doctor Cabassol, who was by chance at his window at No. 107, hastened to fly to his aid: thanks to intelligent and prodigious help together with the most touching solicitude the sick man was promptly restored to life. Our celebrated Doctor Cabassol topping his generous behaviour wanted to receive as payment for his care only the thanks of a family which will eternally bless his name. Honour to Doctor Cabassol!” －Look here, it's you who's the respectable old man in question, yesterday you failed to fall when coming to see me, you could have injured yourself and then I could have saved you... I contrived it all a little more dramatically for the newspaper... it won't do you any harm and it'll do me a lot of good!