Robert Macaire, Hypnotist. This is a perfect subject for hypnosis... There is absolutely no connection between us... I do not know Mademoiselle de St. Bertrand, and you gentlemen, are going to be able to experience the effect of somnambulism.... (In her sleep, Mlle de St. Bertrand gives diagnoses on everybody’s ailments, omdocates hidden underground treasures, gives investment advice conc. the Mozart Paper Co. stocks, in gold mines and in other fine investments.)

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Image Not Available for Robert Macaire, Hypnotist. This is a perfect subject for hypnosis... There is absolutely no connection between us... I do not know Mademoiselle de St. Bertrand, and you gentlemen, are going to be able to experience the effect of somnambulism.... (In her sleep, Mlle de St. Bertrand gives diagnoses on everybody’s ailments, omdocates hidden underground treasures, gives investment advice conc. the Mozart Paper Co. stocks, in gold mines and in other fine investments.)
Robert Macaire, Hypnotist. This is a perfect subject for hypnosis... There is absolutely no connection between us... I do not know Mademoiselle de St. Bertrand, and you gentlemen, are going to be able to experience the effect of somnambulism.... (In her sleep, Mlle de St. Bertrand gives diagnoses on everybody’s ailments, omdocates hidden underground treasures, gives investment advice conc. the Mozart Paper Co. stocks, in gold mines and in other fine investments.)
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire, Hypnotist. This is a perfect subject for hypnosis... There is absolutely no connection between us... I do not know Mademoiselle de St. Bertrand, and you gentlemen, are going to be able to experience the effect of somnambulism.... (In her sleep, Mlle de St. Bertrand gives diagnoses on everybody’s ailments, omdocates hidden underground treasures, gives investment advice conc. the Mozart Paper Co. stocks, in gold mines and in other fine investments.)

Robert Macaire, Hypnotist. This is a perfect subject for hypnosis... There is absolutely no connection between us... I do not know Mademoiselle de St. Bertrand, and you gentlemen, are going to be able to experience the effect of somnambulism.... (In her sleep, Mlle de St. Bertrand gives diagnoses on everybody’s ailments, omdocates hidden underground treasures, gives investment advice conc. the Mozart Paper Co. stocks, in gold mines and in other fine investments.)

PortfolioPlate 88 from the series "Caricaturana"
Date1838
MediumCrayon lithograph
DimensionsSheet: 235 x 232 mm. (9 1/4 x 9 1/8 in.)
Credit LineBlanche Adler Memorial Fund
Object number1961.214
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Last Updated1/11/24
Image Not Available for The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
1838
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire, business agent. Yesterday I made a mistake when I said that your business is in good shape. It's detestable. The government owes you five hundred thousand francs, it's true, but the debt hasn't been recognized, there's a forfeiture today, you won't have a penny. However, come to think of it, there's Mr. de St. Bertrand, a rich capitalist, an imbecile, sell him your interests for a hundred crowns, that'll be a splendid deal... (aside) and not expensive.
Robert Macaire, business agent. Yesterday I made a mistake when I said that your business is in good shape. It's detestable. The government owes you five hundred thousand francs, it's true, but the debt hasn't been recognized, there's a forfeiture today, you won't have a penny. However, come to think of it, there's Mr. de St. Bertrand, a rich capitalist, an imbecile, sell him your interests for a hundred crowns, that'll be a splendid deal... (aside) and not expensive.
1836
Image Not Available for Lion's share. Calm yourselves, gentlemen. We've a hundred louis, eighty of them belong to me, eighteen to Mr. Le Comte de St. Bertrand, that leaves two for the fifteen of you... It's strange, these eternal complaints!! Really, it's just not possible to make such a mistake!... What the devil, gentlemen, we're all honest men, sort things out between yourselves, share the two louis between you, let’s not make a scandal!
Lion's share. Calm yourselves, gentlemen. We've a hundred louis, eighty of them belong to me, eighteen to Mr. Le Comte de St. Bertrand, that leaves two for the fifteen of you... It's strange, these eternal complaints!! Really, it's just not possible to make such a mistake!... What the devil, gentlemen, we're all honest men, sort things out between yourselves, share the two louis between you, let’s not make a scandal!
1837
Image Not Available for Robert Macaire, barrister. - My dear Bertrand, give me a hundred crowns and I'll get you acquitted right away. - I've no money. - All right, give me a hundred francs. - I haven't got a penny. - You don't even have ten francs? - Not a farthing. - Then give me your boots, and I'll plead extenuating circumstances.
Robert Macaire, barrister. - My dear Bertrand, give me a hundred crowns and I'll get you acquitted right away. - I've no money. - All right, give me a hundred francs. - I haven't got a penny. - You don't even have ten francs? - Not a farthing. - Then give me your boots, and I'll plead extenuating circumstances.
1836
Image Not Available for A presumptuous heir. First philosophy lesson given by the nurse Jabutot to her student; while she devotes herself to dancing, she gives him a glimpse of the difficulties of a social position, and teaches him that during the course of life, man remains occasionally in suspense!
A presumptuous heir. First philosophy lesson given by the nurse Jabutot to her student; while she devotes herself to dancing, she gives him a glimpse of the difficulties of a social position, and teaches him that during the course of life, man remains occasionally in suspense!
1843
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December 1830. To little birds he gives nourishment.
1830
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Carl Sandburg: The Poet Gives a Folk Concert
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Image Not Available for The Heir Apparent. First philosophy lesson given by the nurse Jabutot to her student; while she devotes herself to dancing, she gives him a glimpse of the difficulties of a social position, and teaches him that during the course of life, man remains occasionally in suspense!
The Heir Apparent. First philosophy lesson given by the nurse Jabutot to her student; while she devotes herself to dancing, she gives him a glimpse of the difficulties of a social position, and teaches him that during the course of life, man remains occasionally in suspense!
1843
Image Not Available for The Fear of Evil Gives Evil Fear
The Fear of Evil Gives Evil Fear
1843
Image Not Available for Monsieur Duke! It Gives me Pains that You Enter
Monsieur Duke! It Gives me Pains that You Enter
1889
Image Not Available for Let's be quite clear. - Bertrand is going to sneak in and out of the groups at the stock exchange and polish up the tarred bitumen shares, he'll make them sparkle, he'll say they're being snapped up, snatched up all round, that they're rising like balloons... As for you, Baron, you have a certain 'savoir faire', go and buy some for 20%, 30%, even 100% more. I've got the whole lot in my wallet, they won't be able to deliver any, we'll sell them for what we like and providence will do the rest. - (Bertrand) Forward march against the dupes, let's cash in... fly... etc.
Let's be quite clear. - Bertrand is going to sneak in and out of the groups at the stock exchange and polish up the tarred bitumen shares, he'll make them sparkle, he'll say they're being snapped up, snatched up all round, that they're rising like balloons... As for you, Baron, you have a certain 'savoir faire', go and buy some for 20%, 30%, even 100% more. I've got the whole lot in my wallet, they won't be able to deliver any, we'll sell them for what we like and providence will do the rest. - (Bertrand) Forward march against the dupes, let's cash in... fly... etc.
1838
Image Not Available for (Bertrand): What if they decide to rough us up a bit, those die-hungers?... - (Robert Macaire): What, the riff-raff?... You don't know them, the things shout, howl after the rich like dogs after beggars, but they don't bite... they're harmless, just stupid, that's all... (he cries out in a loud voice)... Heee... Hooo, go to it, Dotards. (The people notice with emotion that he doesn't crush anyone and that he seems a rather good bloke).
(Bertrand): What if they decide to rough us up a bit, those die-hungers?... - (Robert Macaire): What, the riff-raff?... You don't know them, the things shout, howl after the rich like dogs after beggars, but they don't bite... they're harmless, just stupid, that's all... (he cries out in a loud voice)... Heee... Hooo, go to it, Dotards. (The people notice with emotion that he doesn't crush anyone and that he seems a rather good bloke).
1838