Prince
The performance of this mountebank has agitated me. [passing his hand over his brow.] I want to forget something in motion, in motion.
Josephine
[Looking at him and at the Queen, and twinkling with a sort of spiteful mischief.]
It will be delicious to dance tonight. The starving should dance, the replete should dream! Come! [takes his arm]
Prince
What an exquisite thing for you to say to me—just at this moment.
[Queen glances at them with an expression of pain and hatred. An attendant approaches the Queen, who breaks sharply out of her reverie.]
Queen
You have not brought the clown?