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Philidor, François-André, 1726-1795; Poinsinet, Antoine Alexandre Henri · 1771

It is true, that is what they say; you see that I have come as I promised you, while my mother is out, and without my lover knowing.
What does that mean? At your age you already have a lover?
Oh! yes. And a tall one at that, but that does not matter.
Indeed, it does, it matters a great deal to me.
Oh! I do not love him at all, because he is a mean man who only knows how to shout and fight.
And what about me, my little one?
Oh! I like you very much, because you promised to make me a Queen.
Truly, I promise you again, upon the word of a wandering Ecuyer Squire.
What is that?
You do not know what a wandering squire is? Devil, it is a creature who is always on the verge of being a Governor, or being beaten to a pulp, sometimes dying of hunger, sometimes eating enough for four... In short... it is enough that you do not love your other lover; but that a good big fellow, simple and round like me, here, who has courage and health, would please you better as your husband.
Oh!.. I do not know.
Beg your pardon?