Take and kill
The little hunchback when he comes with it.
The little hunchback when he comes with it.
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it is true!
There they are! There! --the man with murderous looks,
The girl with shameless eyes! Where is the king?
[_Her cries are drowned in the thunder. _
MAGUELONNE: Brother!
SALTABADIL: Yes.
MAGUELONNE: Do not kill him.
SALTABADIL: Ten more crowns!
MAGUELONNE: He is worth more than that. Handsome and young,
And noble too, I'll take my oath on it.
Besides, he loves me.
SALTABADIL: Get on with the sack.
MAGUELONNE: You only want the money.
Take and kill
The little hunchback when he comes with it.
BLANCHE: My father!
SALTABADIL (_angrily_): What! Am I a common thief?
Kill my own client? I will have you know,
My sister, that I am an honest man.
I do the work I'm paid for.
[_Drawing his dagger, he goes towards the stairs. _
MAGUELONNE (_barring the way_): Stop, I say!
Or I will go and rouse him.
BLANCHE: Good, brave girl!
SALTABADIL: Well, let us make a bargain, Maguelonne.
If anyone comes knocking at our inn
By midnight, he shall go into the sack.
My client only wants to fling some corpse
Into the river, and on this wild night
He will not see what he is throwing in.
MAGUELONNE: It is just on the hour. No one will come.
There they are! There! --the man with murderous looks,
The girl with shameless eyes! Where is the king?
[_Her cries are drowned in the thunder. _
MAGUELONNE: Brother!
SALTABADIL: Yes.
MAGUELONNE: Do not kill him.
SALTABADIL: Ten more crowns!
MAGUELONNE: He is worth more than that. Handsome and young,
And noble too, I'll take my oath on it.
Besides, he loves me.
SALTABADIL: Get on with the sack.
MAGUELONNE: You only want the money.
Take and kill
The little hunchback when he comes with it.
BLANCHE: My father!
SALTABADIL (_angrily_): What! Am I a common thief?
Kill my own client? I will have you know,
My sister, that I am an honest man.
I do the work I'm paid for.
[_Drawing his dagger, he goes towards the stairs. _
MAGUELONNE (_barring the way_): Stop, I say!
Or I will go and rouse him.
BLANCHE: Good, brave girl!
SALTABADIL: Well, let us make a bargain, Maguelonne.
If anyone comes knocking at our inn
By midnight, he shall go into the sack.
My client only wants to fling some corpse
Into the river, and on this wild night
He will not see what he is throwing in.
MAGUELONNE: It is just on the hour. No one will come.
