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SATURDAY NIGHT
TAB. III

the same. If one were to stop to think! We must pass the good things of life along. Would you refuse a penny for fear that it was to buy drink? That is enough to make the devil laugh. To some, drink is more than meat. Can beggars eat flowers? But the earth gives us flowers. The heart is dried up that will not give of its flowers.

Pietro. She's right.

Unknown. She speaks the truth. Poor old woman!

Cecco. I told you she wasn't crazy. Come, boys, buy her a drink.

Pietro. Let her have what she wants.

Majestá. I don't care. What you've got.

Third Sailor. Champagne, eh? Champagne—for a queen!

Unknown. Champagne! At least champagne! Bring champagne. Here's the money.

Pietro. Have you champagne?

Cecco. To-night, yes. I'll bring it—if it's not a joke…

Unknown. If the Prince won't invite you, we will.

Majestá. The Prince of Suavia? I knew the Emperor; I can see him now on his white horse. Then he was heir apparent. He must be very old. And I knew the Princess Etelvina, the mother of this Prince. She was a little child, and I kissed her.

Cecco. The champagne. Bring glasses.

Pietro. To her Majesty! Up! Would you like to live long, Majestá?

Majestá. Why not? As God wills.

Pietro. Then—to your health!

Majestá. And yours, and happiness! It is not too late for you. Yes, it is champagne.

Cecco. What did you think?

Majestá. That it was a dream. It is so long since I