William Dean Howells,
A Hazard of New Fortunes — Part Fourth…
(1890)
“ We want to congratulate you," Fulkerson called to him. "Here, gentlemen! Here's Frescobaldi's health."They all drank; and Frescobaldi, smiling brilliantly and rubbing his hands as he bowed right and left, permitted himself to say to Dryfoos: "You are please; no? You like?""First-rate, first-rate!" said the old man; but when the Italian had bowed himself out and his guests had sunk into their seats again, he said dryly to Fulkerson, "I reckon they didn't have to torpedo that well, or the derrick wouldn't look quite so nice and clean." ”
