[Going toward him] What is it?
PERCINET. [Hiding the bill] Nothing. [Aside] Now I see why
the body was never found!
SYLVETTE. [Turning around to show PERCINET her dress] You've
said nothing about my dress to-day?
PERCINET. [Preoccupied] Blue is not becoming. I always prefer
you in pink.
SYLVETTE. [Aside] What is the matter? Can he have found out?
[She looks toward the table.] The bill? [She runs to the table.]
PERCINET. What are you looking for?
SYLVETTE. Nothing.--Now let me hear your poem.
PERCINET. No.
SYLVETTE. Please!
PERCINET. No.
SYLVETTE. But I want to hear it.
PERCINET. The verses are not good.
SYLVETTE. Oh! [Aside] I think he knows!
PERCINET. [Aside] I think she knows!
BOTH. [Each to the other] _You_ know!? [After a pause, they
laugh.] Ha, ha, ha!
PERCINET. Isn't it funny?
SYLVETTTE. Very.
PERCINET. We were made to play a farce--our fathers were the best
of friends all the time!
SYLVETTE. Good neighbors.
PERCINET. I'll warrant they are cousins, too!
SYLVETTE. [Bowing] I am about to marry my cousin!
PERCINET. My cousin!
SYLVETTE. How nice and respectable!
PERCINET. Classic!
SYLVETTE. Of course, I had dreamed of a marriage more--but it is
comforting to know that our love coincides with our--duty!
PERCINET.
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