Henry
[Throwing away hit cigar, which has burned the tips of his fingers]: No, Grab, you're silly. There's a whole car-load full! One can smell the roses a mile away. They're to cover the entire arena.
The Shaven
Only the ring.
Henry
It's all the same. In order to cover the ring, you must have thousands and thousands of roses. You'll see what it looks like, when they've covered everything like a carpet. He ordered them to make it like a carpet! Do you see, Grab?
The Second
What a Baron's craze! Isn't it time yet?
Henry
No, we have time enough. I rather like it: a fiery-red tango on a fiery-red cover of winter roses!