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"That is the spirit, M. Binet. You heard him, landlady. He called
for Burgundy."
"I called for nothing of the kind."
"But you heard him, dear madame. We all heard him."
The others made chorus, whilst Scaramouche smiled at him, and patted
his shoulder.
"Up, man, a little courage. Did you not say that fortune awaits us?
And have we not now the wherewithal to constrain fortune? Burgundy,
then, to... to toast 'Les Fourberies de Scaramouche.'"
And M. Binet, who was not blind to the force of the idea, yielded,
took courage, and got drunk with the rest.

CHAPTER VI
CLIMENE

Diligent search among the many scenarios of the improvisers which
have survived their day, has failed to bring to light the scenario
of "Les Fourberies de Scaramouche," upon which we are told the
fortunes of the Binet troupe came to be soundly established. They
played it for the first time at Maure in the following week, with
Andre-Louis - who was known by now as Scaramouche to all the
company, and to the public alike - in the title-role.


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