"Come, monsieur le baron, come, I entreat you! Two pieces have been set off already, and they're just lighting the first transparency!"
Dubourg, who was probably not thinking of the transparency at that moment, heard Chambertin's voice, and called to him from the interior of the summer-house:
"I am here, I can see very well; don't worry about me; your good wife is obliging enough to explain the fireworks to me."
"What! I don't see you at the window."
"Because madame is afraid of the rocket-sticks; but we can see very well."
"Ah! that's good! I am delighted that you have a good place," said Chambertin, standing under the window. "I arranged the display myself; did you see the sun?"
"No, but I smelt it; it smelt something like the moon."
"Look at these little serpents; what perpetual motion! they go very well, don't they?"
"Wonderfully well."
"Pray explain the transparency to monsieur le baron, wife."