SCH. And some lobster, only shell it!
The best you've got—for a lady!
MAR. (disconcerted at the sight of MUSETTA; to the waiter)
And I'll have a phial of poison! (throwing himself on a chair)
SCH., COL. and RUD. (turning on hearing MARCEL'S exclamation)
Oh! Musetta!
(the friends look pityingly at MARCEL, who turns pale)
(The shopwomen are going away, but stop to watch the fair stranger, and are astonished to recognize in her MUSETTA; they whisper among themselves, pointing at her.)
Look! 'tis Musetta!
She!
Musetta!
'Tis she!
Yes!
Yes!
'Tis Musetta!
Oh! what swagger!
My! she's gorgeous.
(entering their shops)
STUDENTS and WORK GIRLS (crossing the stage)
Only look! why, there she is!
Some old stammering dotard's with her, too!
Yes, 'tis she!
Tis she!
Musetta!