Nourvady (very agitated and very impatient during this scene, walks from right to left to see if any one is coming.)
Some one is coming.
Lionnette (a little more harshly).
Now, now, let me go.
Raoul.
No. (He puts himself in front of his mother.)
Nourvady (taking the child by the arm, and throwing him far from him).
Leave us alone, then!
(The child totters, falls, and remains motionless. Lionnette stops, looks with stupor on what has passed, recoils, covers her face with her hands, utters a piercing cry, and rushes at Nourvady, whom she seizes by the throat as if to strangle him.)
Lionnette.