Let's go and find some corner in the town.
L'ANGELY (rising).
A duel, sirs? Remember Boutteville.
[New consternation among the young men. Villac and Montpesat separate, keeping their eyes fixed on L'Angely.
ROCHEBARON.
Who is this man in black who frightens us?
L'ANGELY.
I'm L'Angely. I'm jester to the King.
BRICHANTEAU (laughing).
Then it's no wonder that the King is sad.