Drunkard. And where is your army?
Fool. I have left it on the Vistula.
Drunkard. And when will you drive the Russians out of there?
Fool. I have given my orders already.
Drunkard. Are they being carried out?
Fool. I only need to draw my sword.
Drunkard. Your sword?
Fool. Napoleon gave it to me.
Prostitute. Leave him be. Every one is crazy in his way. [To the fool.] You are cold. Come to the fire. He wanders about the hollows the whole night long.
Fool [smiles]. I've quartered all of my soldiers, but I have no place for myself to sleep in.