AXEL. No, I want to be alone with my unhappiness.
BERTHA. And I want company for my happiness.—But we have invited people to come here for the evening—that won't do now, with your misery, will it?
AXEL. It isn't a very brilliant prospect, but there's no way out. Let them come.
BERTHA [Dressing to go out]. But you must be here, or it will look as if you were cowardly.
AXEL. I'll be with you, don't worry—but give me a bit of money before you go.
BERTHA. We've reached the end of our cash.
AXEL. The end?
BERTHA. Yes, money comes to an end too!
AXEL. Can you lend me ten francs?
BERTHA [Taking out pocketbook]. Ten francs? Yes, indeed, if I have it. Here you are. Won't you come along? Tell me. They'll think it rather strange!