Charles Kent:
[
as Klove starts to serve dinner] What's your name?
Klove:
Klove, sir.
Charles Kent:
Well, uh, Kove, isn't your master joining us for dinner?
Klove:
No, sir. I'm afraid not.
Charles Kent:
Is he indisposed?
Klove:
[
matter-of-factly] He's dead.
Charles Kent:
[
hesitates] I'm sorry if we appear a little dense. Perhaps you could explain?
Klove:
Explain, sir?
Charles Kent:
Yes, you seem to have expected us. Ah, this dinner. our rooms, the carriage... everything.
Klove:
You see, sir, my master is dead but instructions were left that the castle should always be ready to receive guests. I am merely carrying out his wishes.
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