[A crowd of people enter from the streets and houses, and spread over the Square. In the center appears The Town-Crier on horseback, with four Town-servants in livery, one of whom blows the trumpet, while the other beats the drum.
GASSÉ.
What are these people doing? Ah, the crier!
Well, paternosters are in order now!
BRICHANTEAU (to a juggler with a monkey on his back, who has joined the crowd).
Which one of you shows off the other, friend?
MONTPESAT (to Rochebaron).
I hope our packs of cards are still complete.
[Indicating the four Servants in livery.
TOWN-CRIER (in a nasal tone of voice).
Peace, citizens!