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.