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You think so...
CRESPEL.
Where are you going?
FRANTZ.
I'm going to see if anybody rang.
As you said...
CRESPEL.
I said, Open to n.o.body.
(Shouting) To n.o.body! This time do you hear?
FRANTZ.
Good Heavens! we're not all of us deaf?
CRESPEL.
All right! The devil take you!
FRANTZ.
Yes, sir, the key is in the door.
CRESPEL.
Idiot! donkey!
FRANTZ.
Its agreed then.
CRESPEL.
Morbleu!
(He exits quickly.)
FRANTZ (alone).
Well! What! angry always!
Strange, peevish, exacting!
One would think that one pleased him For his money...
Day and night I'm on all fours, At the least sign I'm silent; It is just as if I sang!
But no, if I sang, His contempt he'd have to modify.
I sing alone sometimes, But singing isn't easy!
Tra la, la, tra, la la!
Still it isn't voice that I lack, I think, Tra la la, tra la la, No, 'tis the method.
Of course one can't have everything.
I sing pretty badly, But dance agreeably, And I do not flatter myself; Dancing shows off my advantages.
'Tis my one great attraction, But dancing isn't easy.
Tra la la, tra la la.
(He dances and stops.)
With women the shape of my leg Would do me no harm, Tra la la, tra la la!
(He falls.)
No, 'tis the method.
(Hoffman enters followed by Nicklausse.)
HOFFMAN.
Frantz! This is it. (touches Frantz on shoulder.)
Up, my friend.
FRANTZ.
Hey, who's there? (rises, surprised.)
Monsieur Hoffman!
HOFFMAN.
Myself. Well, Antonia?
FRANTZ.
He's gone out, sir.
