Bertrand. Hands off, that’s my luggage. (Hunt resumed.)
Dumont. I heard it drop, as plain as ever I heard anything.
Marquis. By the way (all start up), what are we looking for?
All (with fury). O!!
Dumont. Will you have the kindness to find my key? (Hunt resumed.)
Curate. What description of a key—
Dumont. A patent, patent, patent, patent key!
Macaire. I have it. Here it is!
All (with relief). Ah!!
Dumont. That? What do you mean? That’s yours.