Wagon-Lit Office in Paris

Today we find Mr. and Mrs. Lockhart in Paris, about to visit the Bag only office. Mr. and Mrs. Lockhart are taking a tour through Europe, since that is Mrs. Lockhart is taking Mr. Lockhart. Mr. Lockhart, as you probably know, represents the average type of businessman.

Confitable, blunt, knows his own mind, enjoys his business, and would much rather have gone fishing. Mrs. Lockhart is the pleasant type. A thorough housekeeper belongs to the literary club and the woman's club of her town, and still retains the spirit of romance.

Today, we find them in the Bag only office in Paris. And Mrs. Lockhart has equipped herself with a three-month course in French. Here's a text, Idia. Well, where are we going now? Now, just leave it to me, dear.

Well, can't I just ask you where we're going? Certainly, dear. I don't like being dragged around like this and not being told where you're taking me. Now I'll tell you in a minute. Erm, taxi? Oh, bag on Lee.

Dean of the house? Erm... What did you say to him? I said to the wagon Lee. And what may I ask is the wagon Lee? Now that's the ticket office where we're going to see about our trip.

Couldn't you have told him in English? No, certainly not. It seems to me you don't have to speak French over here to be understood. Oh yes you do. Well all the signs are in English.

I know dear but when you speak French you might as well use it. And all the stores have people who speak English. I know dear but that's for the people who don't speak French. Well it seems to me they'd rather speak to you in English than have you speak to them in French.