(He rises. To one of the cooks).
Look here! Your sauce is thick, and you must lengthen it.
COOK.
How much?
RAGUENEAU.
Three feet.
(Passes on.)
O Muse, keep thou aloof, or else your pleading eyes
Will suffer from the glare of vulgar fires here!
(to one of the pastry-cooks).
These loaves are badly set, the split should not be thus,
Cesuras should be placed between the hemstitches.