Jupiter's thunder! We'll not die without previously ....stuffing our....(noticing Roxane) your pardon.... feasting!
RAGUENEAU (tossing to them the coach's cushions).
These cushions are stuffed with ortolans!
(Confusion. Cushions ripped open. Laughter. Joy.)
THIRD CADET.
Ah! Viédaze!
RAGUENEAU (handing out bottles of red wine).
Liquid rubies!....
(Bottles of white wine.)