LE BRET (raising his arms to heaven):
Prudent! He!. . .
He’s coming here. I’ll warn him—but!. . .
ROXANE (who has stayed on the steps, to a sister who comes toward her):
What is it?
THE SISTER:
Ragueneau would see you, Madame.
ROXANE:
Let him come.
(To the Duke and Le Bret):
He comes to tell his troubles. Having been
An author (save the mark!)—poor fellow—now
By turns he’s singer. . .
LE BRET:
Bathing-man. . .
ROXANE:
Then actor. . .
LE BRET:
Beadle. . .
ROXANE:
Wig-maker. . .
LE BRET:
Teacher of the lute. . .
ROXANE:
What will he be to-day, by chance?