François went to carry out Alfred’s orders, and Robineau said to the gardener and the concierge:
"Return to your work, and never come before me again in such a condition."
"We’ll go and drink your health again, monseigneur," said Cunette.
"No, you have drunk quite enough."
"Never mind, bourgeois; when we’re celebrating your arrival, we won’t hold back and look at the others; and everybody coming here to-night to dance, too!"
"I don’t want them to come to dance to-night; let them come some other time."
"But you invited all the good people who gave you such a fine concert," said Alfred, "and you must receive them. You have chosen to play the seigneur, so you must submit to the consequences.—Now let us inspect the château."
"I am going to guide my master," said Cunette.
"You’d do better by going to bed, drunkard!"
"I know my duties, monseigneur."