Joseph
If it is bad, it must not be drunk.
Vautrin And you refuse to pledge me in a glass? He who thinks calculates, and he who calculates betrays.
Joseph
Your calculations lead to the scaffold.
Vautrin Enough! You tire me. Your master is to fight a duel to-morrow. In this duel one of the combatants will never leave the ground alive; imagine that the duel has taken place, and that your master has had no fair chance.
Buteux
That is just it.
Lafouraille
The master is as deep as fate.
Joseph
A fine condition to be in.
Buteux
The devil to pay and no pitch hot!
Vautrin (to Joseph, pointing out Lafouraille and Buteux)
You will conceal these two.
Joseph
Where?