Godler.
I—no, nothing. (To Trévelé, combing his whiskers and pulling forward his lock of hair.) Florimonde is waiting for me.
Trévelé.
She is waiting for you with some one else. Be at ease, she will not be weary waiting for you.
Scene II.
THE SAME PERSONS, RICHARD.
Richard (in a low voice to John).
I know all, Count.
John (aloud).
These gentlemen also....