Beauty. We will fix you up.
Tony. [Aside] Uy! She is going to put me in a stew. I knew she must be the cook. [Aloud] Have you finished?
The Beauty rises and goes out.
Ogre. Yes, man, yes. Do you feel hungry?
Tony. A little. I didn't dine on a roast calf.
Ogre. Sit down then and eat. I am not a niggard. You can fill yourself at your pleasure. Cram, man, cram!… But don't give yourself a pain.
Tony. [Aside] Uy! What good care he takes of me!
Ogre. Drink, man, drink. Laugh! Laugh! I am not a surly fellow, I am not one of the sort to eat people up, as before you seemed to think.
Tony. No, no…
Ogre. When I am hungry, I am in bad humor; but when I have had my dinner, I am the jolliest chap in the world. Drink, man, drink.
Tony. [Aside] Yes. He wants to get me drunk, so as to throw me in the pot without my knowing it. [Aloud] No, no, thank you. [Aside] Uy! This wine! It goes straight to the head. They are going to cook me without my knowing it! [Aloud] Though perhaps I am not the one to ask, what do you intend to do with me? Stuff me with potatoes?
Ogre. Ha? Potatoes? The feed of the poor! We are going to stuff you with truffles.
Tony. [Aside] Like a turkey. [Aloud] Aren't you afraid you will have indigestion?
Ogre. I have never had indigestion.
Tony. [Aside] If I can give it to him, then…
Ogre. [Singing]
Life is but joy…"
