M. Gustave: "How's our darling Agatha?"
Zero: "'Twas first light, when I saw her face upon the heath, and hence did I return, day by day, entranced, though vinegar did brine my heart, never w..."
M. Gustave: "Very good! I'm going to stop you there because the alarm has sounded, but remember where we left off, because I insist you finish later!"