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Merely this, that the choice you will have made for yourself, without our approval, will not be a real choice; in other words, you will not love the woman whom you thought you loved. You will have made a mistake, you will be unhappy and, at the same time, you will make all of us unhappy, those who came before you as well as those who come after.
TYLTYL
Does that often happen?
THE GREAT ANCESTOR
Very often, far too often: that is why you see so many unhappy people on earth.
TYLTYL
Well, what am I to do?
THE GREAT ANCESTOR
Where are your little friends?... Would you mind coming a little nearer, dear ladies?... (_Gazing with attention at_ THE SIX GIRLS, _who come forward and stand in front of him_.) Well, well, you have set us our task, but you have made it very difficult: how is one to select when all are equally beautiful?
THE GREAT MENDICANT
They are really very handsome.
THE GREAT PEASANT
And they appear to be very healthy, very quiet and very hard-working.
THE GREAT ANCESTOR
Do you recognize the one among them for whom we are waiting?
THE GREAT MENDICANT
Not yet.
THE GREAT ANCESTOR
It's strange, neither do I.... (_To_ THE GREAT PEASANT.) And you?
THE GREAT PEASANT
I can't say that I don't and I can't say that I do.
THE GREAT ANCESTOR
It's strange, very strange. And yet we know that the one who will make us happy has arrived and is here among us. We generally recognize her at the first glance.
THE GREAT MENDICANT
I can't understand it.
THE RICH ANCESTOR
(_Standing behind the bench, pointing to_ ROSARELLE.) Isn't it that one?... What's your name, my dear?
ROSARELLE
Rosarelle.
THE RICH ANCESTOR
Who are you?
ROSARELLE
The daughter of the Mayor.
THE RICH ANCESTOR
Are you rich?
ROSARELLE
My father has money, I believe.
THE RICH ANCESTOR
You see? There is no doubt about it.
THE SICK ANCESTOR
(_Pointing to_ AIMETTE.) I say it's that one.
THE DRUNKEN ANCESTOR
(_Taking hold of_ ROSELLE.) This is the one I want.
THE MURDERER ANCESTOR
(_Leaping over the bench and taking hold of_ BELLINE.) And I take this one!
THE GREAT ANCESTOR
(_Rising, in an authoritative tone_.) Be silent ... and withdraw!...
_(With an imperious gesture_.) Begone!... You know that you have lost the right to raise your voice in my presence!...
(_The four dissentient_ ANCESTORS, _addressed in these terms, move away crestfallen_.)
THE OTHER ANCESTORS
(_Grouped behind the bench, clapping their hands_.) Hear! Hear!... Well done!... It's what they deserve!... They have been wrong too often!...
