Jules Verne,
Cæsar Cascabel — Part 1, Chapter XIII
(1890)
“ Clovy, accustomed to admire no one but his master and his family, was literally bewildered.This time Cascabel applauded merely as a matter of courtesy and with the tips of his fingers.“My word!” he murmured. “They are no joke, those redskins aren't! People without schooling, too! Well! We shall teach them a thing or two!”On the whole, he was not a little disappointed to have found rivals where he had expected admirers only. And what rivals? Simple natives of Alaska,—savages, you might say. His pride as an artist was stung to the quick. After all! you are a showman, or you are not! ”
