WOMEN. Let's get away, I'm choking!
CITIZENS. See! the café is near!
(At the Café)
CITIZENS.
Come here, waiter!
Come along!
Come along!
Come here!
To me!
Some beer!
A glass!
Vanilla!
Come along!
Come along!
Some beer!
Some coffee!
Hurry up!
SCH. (blowing the horn)
D! D! D! what a dreadful D!
(Haggling with the tinker.)
What's the price of the lot?
COL. (to the clothes dealer, who has been mending a jacket for him)
It's rather shabby, but sound and not expensive.
(He pays, and then carefully consigns the books to the various pockets of his long coat.)
(MARCEL alone in the midst of the crowd, with a parcel under his arm, making eyes at the girls who jostle against him in the crowd.)