SCH. Let's see.
(Drums heard in the distance)
RUD. and COL. Out with your coppers!
SCH. Out with your coppers,
Colline, Rudolph, and you, Marcel.
MAR. We've not a rap!
SCH. I say!
RUD. I've thirty sous, no more.
MAR., SCH. and COL. I say! no more than that?
STREET ARABS, (hastening from the right) 'Tis the Tattoo!
WORK GIRLS, (hastening out of the café) 'Tis the Tattoo!