Maria. Well, as you’ve spoilt my blanket for me, you shall not have your tunic back either.
Enter Nestiers.
Nestiers. Come, men, here are your billets; and here (laying it on the floor) is the Captain’s portmanteau.
Pluckx. You mean the portmanteau that the Captain looted this morning.
Maria and Edeling (aside). Is it possible?
Taelinck. Well, be quick and give out your billets. I’m going to stay here. I suppose there’s a second bed in the Captain’s room?
Maria. Surely.
Taelinck. Allons donc! Right-about march! Place a sentry outside the front door, and see that no one goes in or out without permission from the Captain or me.
[Goes into D’Eglantiers’ room with the portmanteau. The others retire. Enter Edeling, to whom Maria hands Passereau’s tunic, in which he escapes.]
Act II.