PASQUINOT. Alone? But, you silly girl, are you not afraid?
SYLVETTE. Not in the least.
PASQUINOT. Near this wall? I forbade you to come near it! You see that park over there? That belongs to my mortal enemy!
SYLVETTE. I know it, Father dear.
PASQUINOT. Why, here you are exposed to any insult, any—if those rascals knew that my daughter were walking alone in this park— Brr! It makes me shiver to think of! I'm going to have the wall repaired, and erect a huge iron grill on top of it.
SYLVETTE. [Aside] He'll never do it—it would cost too much!
PASQUINOT. Now go into the house—quick! [She goes out, PASQUINOT glowering at her.]
BERGAMIN. [Heard from the other side of the wall, as he enters]
Take this note at once to Monsieur Straforel.
PASQUINOT. [Running to the wall and climbing to the top of it]
Bergamin!
BERGAMIN. [Doing likewise] Pasquinot! [They embrace.]