Curses

But the Antiplautus raised his eyebrows and put them back again several times, rapidly and expressively. Then he folded his hands and bent the fingers the wrong way in that manner which causes the majority of earth-people to wince. Then he twirled his very twirly moustache. Then he realized; he too needed an audience, or at least a woman with big dark eyes and no voice, and a railway track.

{Musical score}
cur-ses! cur-ses!

he said.