(Raoul runs back again and kisses his mother.)
Lionnette (with a sigh).
Go and play, my child, go; and amuse yourself well.
(Lionnette, a cup in each hand, presents one to Godler, the other to Trévelé.)
Godler (touching Lionnette's hand with his lips).
Dare I be so bold?
Lionnette.
If you wish it.
Trévelé.
And I?