Adr. I am one.
Orl. [Looking him over] Not you. We know you. We want the peasants. There are two here. [Glancing at paper in his hand] Peter Vetrova, Vasil Vetrova.
Adr. For what are they wanted? This is a peaceful village.
Orl. And we intend to see that it remains so.
Adr. I can assure you of that. My word is worth something.
Orl. Not in the army, friend.
Adr. The men of Lonz are men of peace.
Orl. A warning not to get bad habits from their neighbors won't hurt them. Revolt is catching, and Petoff has given us a deal of trouble.
Adr. Does this mean flogging?
Orl. Only every tenth man. The same as for taxes. They get off light, but we've heard no thanks yet.