WAITER. Gentlemen of that kind are not served here. You just pay and get out! And take the girl along!
MAURICE. [Crushed, searches his pocket-book for money] Henriette, pay for me, and let us get away from this place. I haven't a sou left.
WAITER. So the lady has to put up for her Alphonse! Alphonse! Do you know what that is?
HENRIETTE. [Looking through her pocket-book] Oh, merciful heavens!
I have no money either!—Why doesn't Adolphe come back?
DETECTIVE. Well, did you ever see such rotters! Get out of here, and put up something as security. That kind of ladies generally have their fingers full of rings.
MAURICE. Can it be possible that we have sunk so low?
HENRIETTE. [Takes off a ring and hands it to the WAITER] The Abbé was right: this is not the work of man.
MAURICE. No, it's the devil's!—But if we leave before Adolphe returns, he will think that we have deceived him and run away.
HENRIETTE. That would be in keeping with the rest—But we'll go into the river now, won't we?
MAURICE. [Takes HENRIETTE by the hand as they walk out together]
Into the river—yes!