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EUGENE LABICHE AND MARC MICHEL
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Félix. — He's as deaf as a post, watch me! (To Vezinet.) You're going to the wedding, young man? You're going to dance a hornpipe? What a pity! (Offering him a chair.) Go to bed!
Vézinet. — Thanks, Friend, thanks; first I thought they were to gather at the Registry; but I found out it was here; so I came.
Félix. — Ah, yes, Mr. Palisse died; died of an epidemic...
Vézinet. — No; not afoot; I came in a cab! (Handing the hat box to Virginie). Here, take this into the bridal chamber. It's my wedding present. Take care, it's fragile!
Virginie. — Now, we'll have a look at the presents! (Bowing to Vézinet) Au revoir, Deafie! (She enters at the left, second door, with the box.)
Vézinet. — She's all right, that girl... Well, it's fun to meet a pretty minx...
Félix (Offering a chair). — The idea! and at your age! Enough of that, Rascal, enough of that!
Vézinet. — Thanks (Aside). He's the right sort, this fellow!
(Enter Fadinard, from the rear, talking to the wings.)
Fadinard. — Dismiss the cab! (Faces scene.) Well, here is a scrape!... Cost me twenty francs... well, I don't care... Félix!
Félix. — Yes, Sir!
Fadinard. — Imagine —
Félix. — You're alone — and the party?
Fadinard. — It's on the way from Charentonneau in eight cabs... I came on ahead to see that nothing was wrong in my little nest. Have the upholsterers gone? Did the presents arrive?
Félix (Pointing to the room, second at the left). — Yes, Sir, they are all in there...
Fadinard. — All right! Imagine that I left Charentonneau, at eight, this morning...
Vézinet (To himself). — My nephew is behind time.
Fadinard (Catching sight of Vézinet, to Félix). — Get out! I've somebody better to talk to! (Félix withdraws up stage; Fadinard begins again). — Imagine, that —
Vézinet. — Nephew, let me congratulate you... (Tries to kiss him.)
Fadinard. — Eh? What's this? Oh, yes! (Kissing aside.) They do a deal of kissing in my wife's family...! (Aloud, in declamatory tone.) I left Charentonneau at eight, this morning...