[Val, who talks very much, cannot possibly keep his mouth shut. The noise of affront that he makes rings out like stone striking stone.]
Not engage in conversation? [At least he is communicating in a whisper. A sharp whisper, but still.] What am I to do if this person--this, the May-geour--speaks to me? Comment upon the weather? Compliment the moldering tapestry upon the wall? Mindlessly parrot polite remarks? Surely you know this to be impossible. Mademoiselle--
[He hurries so that he overtakes Bastien upon the stair, so that he is closest to Wysteria, the young and respectable girl.]
Mademoiselle Cannon, why are we being led toward abuse and terrible conversation? What is it that you intend to do here? We, [him, and Bastien, poor Bastien, cast voiceless, think of poor Bastien, and Val gestures to him,] we must know more.
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Not engage in conversation? [At least he is communicating in a whisper. A sharp whisper, but still.] What am I to do if this person--this, the May-geour--speaks to me? Comment upon the weather? Compliment the moldering tapestry upon the wall? Mindlessly parrot polite remarks? Surely you know this to be impossible. Mademoiselle--
[He hurries so that he overtakes Bastien upon the stair, so that he is closest to Wysteria, the young and respectable girl.]
Mademoiselle Cannon, why are we being led toward abuse and terrible conversation? What is it that you intend to do here? We, [him, and Bastien, poor Bastien, cast voiceless, think of poor Bastien, and Val gestures to him,] we must know more.