Fontainbleau; a comic opera. In three acts

by John O'Keeffe

Enter Lepoche, peeping.

Lep. Vat, is he gone? [Softly.]'Tis vell for him he is gone; Monsieur Lackland, you be von damned scoundrel, villain of de rogue—rascal! [Vaunting.] and I voud break your——

Enter Robin, from Mrs. Casey's House.

Robin. I say, master—

Lep. [Starts, much frightened.] Heigho! Oh, if it had been Monsieur Lackland, how I voud—hem!—vat you vant, Monsieur?

[Imperiously.

Robin. What do I want? I want you, if you're the French tailor.

Lep. Oh, I must not affront my customer—[Aside.] Vel, sir, I be de taileur, a votre service.

[Bows.

Robin. Then, my master, Sir John Bull, is ever so impatient for you.