That window looks upon your garden, Countess, not upon the street. In a garden a key can be picked up again.
(He bows, and leaves her, to take his departure.)
Lionnette (in a low voice).
The insolent fellow!
Jane (entering, to Lionnette).
Master Raoul will not go to bed, Madam.
Lionnette.
Very well; I am coming.
(She goes out by the door from which Jane has spoken to her.)
Trévelé (to Godler).