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Girard
In my opinion Lisette is making my pain too harsh. It's useless to
complain to her father, alas, complaining is no good. He scorns me.
Widow
Yes, because you are leaving your condition in life. You are
soliciting my relative and you are only a flat foot.
Girard
Very flat-footed, right. But, without belittling myself. Do I owe
Lucas respect? He owes me some, perhaps. But now each of us rests on
his pedestal, and for a collector to be the son-in-law of a farmer,
it's by right of the game.
Widow
Good. It's an old game. Regretfully, I see your scheme is in ruins.
Lisette repents of having considered you, and she says she no longer
intends to have Girard. Now, the proud father and daughter find that
your fortune is too recent. Everywhere you find ungrateful hearts, as
in the village, even with regrets. But, during some times, gamble,
pilfer, respect, trim, clip, loot and loot again. By force of conceit,
you will come to listen.
Girard
Today my love appears bold to you, you blame my scheme. Listen, what
is the mystery? I have, for more than a month, prowled, spun around,
run about. And in my absence, alas, what has happened? My eyes are
opening at last. Lucas is coming. I leave you. Until we meet again.
(Exit Girard.)
Widow
Go to whatever hurries you.
(Enter Lucas.)
Lucas
O fortune, fortune, when will I catch you? You always fly from me.
Widow
Always fortune on the brain?
Lucas
Yes, for it hates me. I do this, I do that--labor all my life. Labor
for this one, labor for that one. I work for thirty years. After
thirty years, here I am. To labor for another, it's small palliative.
To work for oneself, that takes courage. To even everything up
wouldn't it be right for the others, in their turn, to work for me?
Widow
Lucas wishes to reach the heights.
Lucas
Suddenly, yes, to find myself there, as in a miracle. I've got the
character for it--no matter how hazardous. I gamble, win some, lose
some, it's only that it doesn't make one happy. I've played double or
nothing out of boredom. I have forty tickets for this lottery.
Widow
That's a very prudent way to place money.
Lucas
Yeah. Because I love big lotteries. I am going to make my fortune that
way.
Widow
You will make your fortune through your daughter. The Baron loves her
more and more.
Lucas
He's becoming hot. But my daughter lacks the feeling to marry him.
Widow
She's shrewd and subtle.
Lucas
It's beginning to make him keen.
Widow
And, the Baron, who's only a village Baron, hasn't, as you know, much
brains.
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