You are ridiculous
and thoroughly selfish. I know now what the trouble is: the wall--
with it, we were happy, now we don't live at all.
BERGAMIN. We didn't do this for ourselves, did we?
PASQUINOT. No, we did not!
BERGAMIN. It was for our children.
PASQUINOT. For our children, yes. Let us therefore suffer in
silence, and regret our former liberty.
BERGAMIN. Sacrifice is the lot of parents.
[SYLVETTE and PERCINET appear at the left, up stage, arm in arm.]
PASQUINOT. Sh!--the lovers!
BERGAMIN. [Looking at them] See them! How they love each other!
Like the old pilgrims of love, they return each day to the sacred spot.
[The lovers, who have meantime disappeared, re-appear on the
opposite side of the stage, and come down toward the old men.]
PASQUINOT. If they are talking as they usually do, their
conversation will be well worth listening to!
[BERGAMIN and PASQUINOT retire behind a tree.]
PERCINET. I love you.
SYLVETTE. I love you. [They stop.] Here is the famous spot.
PERCINET. Yes. He fell here, that big fellow, pierced to the heart.
SYLVETTE. There was I, like Andromeda.
PERCINET. And I was Perseus!
SYLVETTE. How many were there against you?
PERCINET.
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