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AH! My Lord, there is the blue Angel; he is blue,
he is blue, I tell you, he is blue.
What does this extravagance mean?
He is blue, My Lord.
Guillaume, you are overstepping your bounds.
I tell you he is blue.
Guillaume.
He is blue.
Guillaume, I am dismissing you; take my horse,
I give it to you for your service, and let me not
see you again.
I, leave you, My Lord! Do you see
well that large elm that is in front of the door?
Four men could not embrace it; it is one of
my great-grandfathers who planted it the day of the birth
of yours; I will not leave you until it
follows me like a hunting dog.
Leave me alone.
Look, look, My Lord: did I not tell
you that he is blue?