Lionnette.

And you, too. Only, take the cups, or you will burn my hands with the tea.

Godler.

And you, Nourvady?

Nourvady.

Thank you, I ask for nothing, not even a cup of tea.

(John chats with Richard in a corner.)

Trévelé.

And the Countess will be right never to give you anything. People who ask nothing are often those who wish too much. Under cover of forty millions....

Nourvady.