. .
(He goes to the buffet):
A trifle!. . .These few grapes.
(She offers him the whole bunch. He takes a few):
Nay, but this bunch!. . .
(She tries to give him wine, but he stops her):
A glass of water fair!. . .
And half a macaroon!

(He gives back the other half.)

LE BRET:
What foolery!

THE BUFFET-GIRL:
Take something else!

CYRANO:
I take your hand to kiss.

(He kisses her hand as though she were a princess.)

THE BUFFET-GIRL:
Thank you, kind Sir!
(She courtesies):
Good-night.

(She goes out.)