A Little Chaos Page #3

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to run the fountains

and the building works.

We don't need water continually

if we just recycle it.

Pressure will force it

back up to the start again.

And there's a river,

here, underground.

May I? Of course.

Well, thank you, madame.

I will examine

these in more detail.

I must apologize

if this adds to the turmoil.

I am trained to it.

Like a good plant, I submit.

We waited

an hour for a gaming table.

Montespan and Lauzun

had monopolized them.

Anyway, then came the news

her house was on fire.

We felt sure this would

end her winning streak.

Apparently not.

The marquise played on.

Her children were safe,

what could she do?

She showed wonderful spirit

and was clapped for it.

How does this dress

look on me, Andre?

Andre, are you listening?

You look very well in it.

What are you studying

that's so important?

Some plans.

Versailles.

Are these the drawings that

woman brought to the house?

They are. I see.

Button these

gloves for me, Andre.

Blunt instruments.

Perhaps that's what

makes us a good match.

You're creative,

but unable for the more

delicate maneuvers.

Don't forget that, Andre.

I'm the expert.

You're merely the gardener,

however grand.

Without me to promote

your interests, well,

use your famous imagination.

That's more than

enough for one day.

What...

Where are you...

Where are you going?

Luc?

The sight of you, madame.

What time were you up

this morning?

Did you not sleep again?

I don't remember.

You must take more care.

You'll never last at this rate.

Then what will become of us?

I always think of something.

Hmm.

Came today.

What does it say?

What does it say?

Anyone you know?

Monsieur Duras.

Need to know your way

around the crews.

Otherwise, you end up

with the wasters.

The lot you had before,

they're cooling their

heels on another site.

Won't bother us again. Same

with the timber suppliers.

One of your friends at the

interview recommended them.

Perhaps he hadn't

thought it through.

And you have?

If you fail, we all fail.

Not pretty, I'll grant,

but it's true.

So...

So, I learned

after some inquiries

who had the commissions, and

everybody had good laborers

coming out their ears

except you.

Thanks to your friends

at the interview.

Some men take

losing harder than others.

I, on the other hand,

have a leviathan for a wife

and am very used to being

on the losing end.

She issued very

precise instructions

which, as I say, I would

never dare go against.

Instructions?

"Ask her for work."

Well, a man snaps like a carrot

exposed to the leviathan.

Besides, I have little ones.

They make me proud,

even if I am humbled elsewhere.

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