DIALOGUE THE FIFTHMADAME DE SAINT-ANGE, presenting Augustin — Behold the manI
mentioned. Let's on with it, friends, let's to our frolics; whatwould life be without its little amusements? Come hither,simpleton! Oh, the ninny!… Would you believe it, I have beensix months struggling to turn this great pig into something fit forcivilized society, and I've got nowhere with him.
AUGUSTIN — Aye, M'am, you speak sometimes like that, thatI'm beginning not to get on so bad right now, and when there's apiece of ground lying fallow you always give it to me to till, I'mthe one that gets it.
DOLMANCE, laughing — Oh, precious!… charming!…The dear boy, he's as frank as he is fresh… (ExhibitingEugénie.) Augustin, look sharp, my lad, there's a bed offlowers lying fallow; would you like to try your spade
