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[Laughing]: He is down! Au revoir, Prince. [The gentleman goes out. HE comes skipping back, and takes a pose.] Mancini! Let us dance the Tango! Mancini, I adore you!
Mancini
[Sitting back comfortably and playing with his cane]: Don't forget yourself, He. But you're hiding something, my boy. I always said you used to belong to society. It is so easy to talk to you. And who is this Prince? A genuine one?
He
Genuine. A first-rater. Like you!
Mancini
A sympathetic face. Although at first I thought he was an undertaker who came for an order. Ah, He! When shall I finally depart from these dirty walls, from Papa Briquet, stupid posters, and brutal jockeys!
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