“King Dagobert is in the corridor and is desirous of drinking the health of His Royal Highness.”
The prince having made answer with a smile, Fontan's sally was voted charming. But the dressing room was too small to accommodate everybody, and it became necessary to crowd up anyhow, Satin and Mme Jules standing back against the curtain at the end and the men clustering closely round the half-n***d Nana. The three actors still had on the costumes they had been wearing in the second act, and while Prulliere took off his Alpine admiral's c****d hat, the huge plume of which would have knocked the ceiling, Bosc, in his purple cloak and tinware crown, steadied himself on his tipsy old legs and greeted the prince as became a monarch receiving the son of a powerful neighbor. The glasses were filled
