Monsieur Trepagny.

Duquet is gone.

Did you stay on the path?

No.

What sort of a man are you?

I don't know what you mean.

Will you vouch for Duquet or give

your word on his character?

I take him here to my [inaudible],,

show him the path to becoming free, a landed man,

and now he has fled the contract of his indenture,

leaving me to suspect what lurks in your heart.

Will you flee or sink your ax into my skull

the moment I turn my back?

No, sir.

I will let you know if you abandon our agreement

like our compatriot Duquet, I will weigh twofold on your hide

the fair and proper punishment to your ilk.

I'm a man of my word.

You had better be.

Now, tell me of the ram.

It is no coincidence that Duquet took his leave after bringing

that cursed ram here.

Duquet said nothing to me.

Now I fear I have loosed something into this world I

will soon regret.

Duquet?

TREPAGNY: Yes.

A cunning creature who, if he does not find his death,

will prosper as frog to pond, rat to rot.

The clever Duquet will find his place in Warwick.

Duquet is afraid of the woods.

He will get lost and die.

I'm sure of it.

He will overcome that fear because he is a rat,

and he will prosper with these teeth and claws

and never forebear it.

I will search again tomorrow.

No.

You must return to your duties.

Now, if I may avail myself of your fire just for a moment.