[Aside to PASQUINOT] Your daughter!
PERCINET. Oh!
PASQUINOT. [Aside to BERGAMIN] Your son!
BERGAMIN. [Aside to PASQUINOT] We must pretend to fight! [Their
embrace is transformed into a struggle.] Rascal!
PASQUINOT. Fool!
SYLVETTE. [Pulling her father's coat-tails] Papa!
PERCINET. [Doing the same with his father] Papa!
BERGAMIN. Let us be!
PASQUINOT. He insulted me!
BERGAMIN. He struck me!
PASQUINOT. Coward!
SYLVETTE. Papa!
BERGAMIN. Thief!
PERCINET. Papa!
PASQUINOT. Bandit!
SYLVETTE. Papa!! [SYLVETTE and PERCINET succeed in separating
the fathers.]
PERCINET. [Dragging his father away] Go in now, it's late.
BERGAMIN. [Trying to go to the wall again] I can't control
myself. Just let me--! [PERCINET takes him out.]
PASQUINOT. [Also trying to return to the wall] I'll kill him!
SYLVETTE. [Dragging PASQUINOT out] The air is so damp! Think
of your rheumatism! [They go out.]
[Little by little it grow dark. For a moment the stage is empty.
Then, in PASQUINOT's park, enter STRAFOREL and swordsmen, musicians,
and torch-bearers.]
STRAFOREL. I see one star already. The day is dying [He places
his men about the stage.] Stay there--you there--and you there.
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