e. e. cummings,
The Enormous Room — LE NOUVEAU
(1922)
“ I was still wondering at my good luck in occupying the same miserable yard with this exquisite personage when a hoarse, rather thick voice shouted from the gate: "L'américain!" It was a planton, in fact the chief planton for whom all ordinary plantons had unutterable respect and whom all mere men unutterably hated. It was the planton into whom I had had the distinguished honour of bumping shortly after my visit to le bain. The Hollanders and Fritz were at the gate in a mob, all shouting "Which" in four languages. ”
