No more do I. They say it’s very good; but it’s not for you and me.
There’s no champagne, because of the mourning; but there’s every other
kind of wine. Mademoiselle Hortense had the best cellar in the town. I’ll
try and get you a good big glass, if they leave any; then you’ll see
the sort of thing.... Wait, I’ll go and look what they’re doing. (_She
goes up the steps, draws back the curtains and peeps through the glass
door on the left._) I think they’re beginning the trout, the trout _à
la Schubert_. Oh, there’s Joseph moving the pine-apple. They’ve a good
two hours before them. You’d better take a seat. (_SAINT ANTHONY goes
to the leather-covered bench and is about to sit down._) No, no, not
there, you’re much too dirty! Sit on the stool. I must get on with my
work. (_SAINT ANTHONY sits down on a stool; VIRGINIE resumes her work and
takes up a pail of water._) Look out! Lift up your feet; I’m going to
splash the water.... No, don’t stay there; you’re in my way; and it’s not
cleaned yet.... Go over there in the corner; push the stool against the
wall. (_SAINT ANTHONY obediently does as she tells him._) There, now you
won’t get your feet wet. Aren’t you hungry?
SAINT ANTHONY
No, thank you, but I’m rather in a hurry; so go and tell your masters.
VIRGINIE
You’re in a hurry? What have you got to do?
SAINT ANTHONY
Two or three miracles.
VIRGINIE
I can’t tell them anything while they’re at lunch. We must wait till
they’ve had their coffee. Monsieur Gustave might be very angry.... I
don’t know what sort of reception he’ll give you; he doesn’t like having
poor people in the house. You don’t look over-prosperous.
SAINT ANTHONY
No, saints are never prosperous.
VIRGINIE
They have money given them, though.
SAINT ANTHONY
Yes, but not everything that’s given to the saints reaches heaven.
VIRGINIE
You don’t mean it? Then do the priests take what we give? I’ve heard it
said; but I wouldn’t believe.... There now, I’ve got no water left!... I
say!
SAINT ANTHONY
Yes?
VIRGINIE
Do you see a brass tap on your right?
SAINT ANTHONY
Yes.
VIRGINIE
There’s an empty pail beside it. Would you mind filling it for me?
SAINT ANTHONY
With pleasure.
VIRGINIE
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