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Philidor, François-André, 1726-1795; Sedaine, Michel-Jean · 1775

My wife, you owe me gratitude.
Ah! a great deal.
Yes, without a doubt, in all diligence,
I put my mare to the gallop to hurry back;
In three hours, at most: upon my word, that is not too much.
The man I was looking for is no longer in this village.
But, what is it then? You have a very bad look on your face.
I have nothing.
One hears.
Peace, peace.
The table is set.
Three place settings, a great feast, a Partridge Pie!
With whom are you having supper?
I invited...
Who?
Ladies.
She will have trouble getting out of this.
Who else then?