For what they are worth.
LÉON [aside, turns to the table]
There she goes again—another little slap at me! That is never wanting. [offers a cup to Martinel.] You will take a small cup, won't you, M. Martinel, and a nip of old brandy with it? I know your tastes. We will take good care of you.
MARTINEL
Thank you, Léon.
LÉON [to Petitpré]
Will you have a cup, father?
PETITPRÉ
I will, my son.
LÉON [to the newly married couple, seated L. and talking aside]