BABETTE [showing the empty cup]
The draught, M'sieu'?
M. VIEUXBOIS
How I forget!
I am so old! But sing, Babette!
BABETTE [sings]
"One was the Friend I left
Stark in the Snow;
One was the Wife that died
Long,—long ago;
One was the Love I lost—
How could she know?"
M. VIEUXBOIS [murmuring]
Ah Paul! ... old Paul! ... Eulalie, too!
And Rose ... And O! "the sky so blue!"
BABETTE [sings]
"One had my Mother's eyes,
Wistful and mild;
One had my Father's face;
One was a Child:
All of them bent to me,—
Bent down and smiled!"
[He is asleep!]