COL. Cigars!
RUD. Fuel!
MAR. Bordeaux!
RUD., MAR. and COL. The abundance of a feast day
We are destined yet to know.
(Exeunt the two boys)
(Enter SCHAUNARD.)
SCH. (triumphantly throwing some coins on the ground)
Such wealth in the balance
Outweighs the Bank of France.
COL. (assisting RUDOLPH and MARCEL to pick up the coins)
Then, take them—then, take them.
MAR. (incredulously) Tin medals? Inspect them.
SCH. (showing one to MARCEL)
You're deaf then, or blear-eyed?
What face do they show?