The Gardener and His Lord (1771) - Page 10

M. S I M O N.

I should think so; My Lord is coming today.
to his wife, My cravat, you.

M. N I C O L A S.

My Lord! The Lord of this place?

M. S I M O N.

Yes, Master Nicolas, yes.

M. N I C O L A S.

Here?

M. S I M O N.

Here.

M. N I C O L A S.

My Lord? The Lord of the Parish?

M. S I M O N.

My Lord; the Lord of this place, the Lord of the
Parish, himself here within, in person.

M. N I C O L A S.

It is a great honor, Monsieur Simon.

M. S I M O N, to his wife.

Do you hear, you beast that you are? It is a great
honor; do you hear?

M. N I C O L A S.

Should I notify the Village?

M. S I M O N.

He is coming for you lot!

M. N I C O L A S.

For whom then?

M. S I M O N.

For me.

H I S W I F E.

Yes, for him!

M. S I M O N, putting on his cravat.

Yes, for me; I am his friend, his dear friend;
if you had seen how he interests himself in me, how
he received me, how he laughed, how he told me that
I had a good face, how...

H I S W I F E.

There were no doubt many people there to see that?

M. S I M O N.

That is what deceives you; we were alone.