(At the shouts of his friends RUDOLPH is annoyed.)
COL. Poetaster, come!
SCH. What has happened, idler?
(Getting more annoyed RUDOLPH opens the window to answer his friends; the moonlight enters, brightening the room.)
RUD. I have still three lines to finish.
MIMI. (approaching the window) Who are they?
RUD. My friends.
SCH. You will know they're yours.
MAR. What do you there, so lonely?
RUD. I'm not lonely. We are two.
So to Momus go on.
There keep us places; we will follow quickly.