"Dough from the kitchen! And an empty fruit-bowl or something. Hurry!" The servant hustled out. "Places, everyone! Act the Second begins. Monsieur le comte de Pontchartrain, pray continue playing your beautiful music, it is entirely fitting." Indeed, some of the guests who had not been assigned specific rôles had begun dancing to it, so that "Paris" had already become a center of beauty, culture, and romance.