frommage

Updated: May 7, 2025

We have bought cheese with The Zulu's money. Surplice comes up, bows timidly and ingratiatingly with the demeanour of a million-times whipped but somewhat proud dog. He smiles. He says nothing, being terribly embarrassed. To help his embarrassment, we pretend we do not see him. That makes things better: "Fromage, monsieur?" "Oui, c'est du frommage." "Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h...."

E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings - The Enormous Room

his astonishment is supreme. C'est du frommage. He ponders this. After a little "Monsieur, c'est bon, monsieur?" asking the question as if his very life depended on the answer: "Yes, it is good," we tell him reassuringly. "Ah-h-h. Ah-h." He is once more superlatively happy. It is good, le fromage. Could anything be more superbly amazing? After perhaps a minute

E. E. (Edward Estlin) Cummings - The Enormous Room