Scratch See the slander! One day, finding myself on a long journey, traveling third class, and twilight falling—I saw a certain coach stuck in the mud in a ditch, and a man in need of help. So I approached. And, to ease the weight which oppressed him (the coach was on top of him), I removed the packages he was carrying. The chief of police got mixed up in it, and held me responsible for the lost packages—for an act of charity! That's why my friends advised me to leave the country.
Albert
Always prudent, in cases like that.
Scratch I went to the wars, where I accomplished miracles. The Ardennes saw me withstand enemy fire. And, battling one day against the enemy, one day all by myself—at Milan—I almost paid with my life. Do you know, sir, I was in Cremona?
Albert I believe you. But, after all your famous exploits, what do you want from me?
Scratch
What do I want?
Albert (peremptorily)
Yes.
Scratch Nothing. I believe one doesn't have to have any special reason to take a walk, and doing so offends nobody.
Albert
Yes, but don't stay too long. Your servant, sir.
Scratch Servant! Before leaving, tell me, if you please, sire, to whom does this country house belong?
Albert
It belongs to its owner.