D’Eglantiers. I’m asking if you can write.
Passereau. Verdikke![[28]] eh?
D’Eglantiers. If you can write—don’t you understand?
Passereau. Je n’entends pas—verdikke!
Pluckx. Verdikke is the only word of Flemish that Passereau knows.
D’Eglantiers. So he can’t write Flemish. (To Maria.) Can you write, my girl?
Maria. At your service, Captain.
D’Eglantiers. That’s curious! Sit down here, then, and write as I dictate.
Maria (sits down at the table—aside). What an idea!... Yes, I think it will do!
D’Eglantiers. Write: Report....