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THE FOURTEENTH OF JULY

The Workingman. If the brigands pass here, we won't need anything. Our beds are made elsewhere.

A Carpenter. Help me stretch this cord.

An Apprentice. What for?

A Carpenter. To trip the horses.

A Printer. Hey, Camuset?

Another. Yes?

The Printer. Listen.

The Other. What?

The Printer. Don't you hear?

The Other. I hear anvils. They're making pikes in all the blacksmith shops.

The Printer. No, not that. There— [He points to the ground.]

The Other. There?

The Printer. Yes, under the ground. [He lies down, with his ear to the ground.]

The Other. You're dreaming!

The Workingman [lying down]. Sounds like mining.

The Other. Good Lord, they're going to blow us up!

The Carpenter [incredulously]. Nonsense!

The Workingman [still on the ground]. They've hidden millions of pounds of powder there.

The Other Workingman. That's why we can't find any.

The Carpenter. Do you think an army can go about underground like rats?

The Workingman [still on the ground]. They've