Scaevola. Ha, ha!
Host (takes him by the collar). Ha, ha! (By his side.) You have not a farthing's worth of talent. Roaring, that's the only thing you can do.
Michette (to François). Recently he did it much better.
Scaevola (to Host). I'm not in the vein. I'll make a better show later on, when more people are here; you see. Prosper, I need an audience.
Enter the DUC DE CADIGNAN.
Duke. Already in full swing!
[Michette and Flipotte go up to him.]
Michette. My sweet Duke.
François. Good evening, Emile ... (introducing) My young friend, Albin, Chevalier de Tremouille—the Duc de Cadignan.
Duke. I am delighted to make your acquaintance. (To the girls, who are hanging on to him.) Leave me alone, children! (To Albin. ) So you, too, are having a look at this droll tavern?