by Alexandre Dumas, Twenty Years After — Chapter 18… (1845)
“ An astrologer predicted that?" said the duke, starting in spite of himself."Oh, mon Dieu! Yes! Those imbeciles of magicians can only imagine things to torment honest people.""And what did you reply to his most illustrious eminence?""That if the astrologer in question made almanacs I would advise him not to buy one.""Why not?""Because before you could escape you would have to be turned into a bird.""Unfortunately, that is true. Let us go and have a game at tennis, La Ramee.""My lord -- I beg your highness's pardon -- but I must beg for half an hour's leave of absence." ”
