Lucy
In signing the contract, she says.
Tuneless
I can't see any hope.
Lucy
My genius is exhausted.
Tuneless
Our intrigue falls of its own weight.
Lucy
She's too sly.
Tuneless He's too clever. Very well. Lucy, let us at least have the pleasure of dashing their hopes of this double marriage.
Lucy What you suggest will do no good as far as I can see. I haven't the audacity to laugh about it. They'll be furious.
(Exit Lucy.)
Tuneless Me, I always have the courage to amuse myself. Let's see what will become of this. The husband is left alone in his apartment—his wife is alone in hers. They are both saddled for the race. Let's see who will win. Good, here's the husband. I also see the wife. Let's turn out the lights so as to make this double widowhood last a bit longer.
(Tuneless turns out the lights. Bramble enters.)