Honore Lachaille:
Think of lunch beneath the trees!
Gaston Lachaille:
Stop the carriage, if you please!
Honore Lachaille:
You mean you don't want to come?
Gaston Lachaille:
The thought of lunch leaves me numb.
Honore Lachaille:
But I implore...!
Gaston Lachaille:
Oh, no, Uncle! It's a bore!
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