Roger:
Jeremy, my poor, Jeremy, help me to arrange things, I beg you.
Jeremy:
Me-- What do you want me to do?
Roger:
Go--rest. Go in. You'll find good company--nothing to upset you.
They'll make you drink Champagne.
Jeremy:
Not hard to get me to do that.
Roger:
Tell Mr. Edward that his father is back--but not to worry, I will wait
for him here--and try to do all I can. I will sell myself to the devil
if I know what! Tell him not to worry, and as for you, begin by
getting drunk and go to bed.
Jeremy:
I will obey your orders exactly, don't fret.
(Exit Jeremy into the house)
Roger:
Come, Roger, pull yourself together my boy: courage! Here we have a
violent father returning impromptu from a long trip; a son in the
midst of an orgy; the house in disorder full of cooks and caterers in
preparation for an impending wedding--and all we have to do is prevent
this from being discovered. Ah, here comes the old man. Let's stand
aside a little and think of a way to prevent him from entering his own
house.
(Enter Mr. Richly)
Richly:
Now after all my work and all the risks I've run-- See: by Heaven's
grace, my voyage has a happy ending.
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