SCENE V.
(The same: Pellerin, Mme. Flache, and La Babin, enter quickly R.)
PELLERIN [who has gone swiftly to Musotte, feels her pulse and listens at the heart]
Her heart is not beating! Give me a mirror, Madame Flache.
JEAN
My God! [Mme. Flache gives a hand-mirror to Pellerin, who holds it before the lips of Musotte, Pause.]
PELLERIN [in a low voice]
She is dead!
JEAN [takes the dead woman's hand and kisses it fondly, his voice choked with emotion]
Farewell, my dear little Musotte! To think that a moment ago you were speaking to me—a moment ago you were looking at me, you saw me, and now—all is over!
PELLERIN [goes to Jean and takes him by the shoulder]
Now, you must go at once. Go! You have nothing more to do here. Your duty is over.
JEAN [rises]
I go. Farewell, poor little Musotte!
PELLERIN
I will take care of everything this evening. But the child, do you wish me to find an asylum for him?
JEAN
Oh, no, I will take him. I have sworn it to that poor, dead darling. Come and join me immediately at my house, and bring him with you. Then I shall have another service to request of you. But how about Musotte, who is going to remain with her?
MME. FLACHE
I, Monsieur. Have no anxiety; I am acquainted with all that must be done.
JEAN
Thank you, Madame. [Approaches the bed; closes Musotte's eyes and kisses her fondly and for a long time upon her forehead.] Farewell, Musotte, forever! [Goes softly to the cradle, removes the veil, kisses the child and speaks to it in a firm voice which at the same time is full of tears.] I shall see you again directly, my little Jean!
[Exit quickly].