Widow (low)
Keep it up your sleeve. We are going to speak to her.
Argon (low)
Madame.
Widow
Well, sir?
Argon Would you go get a notary to come to your house? We are going to conclude our business instantly.
(Argon exits.)
Widow (to Baron, low) He abandons her, for you that's the main thing. I am going to rid you of a rival.
Baron
No, I dont understand at all.
Widow Neither do I. But, prudence dictates that one go in the greatest hurry.
(Exit Baron and Widow. Argon returns from the other side, and looks to see if the Widow sees him.)
Lisette (dreaming, alone) I think—yes, from what I've seen, I've done well, I believe. When they are with me, by themselves, as they will be, I will know what to do to have them back.