Mme. de Céran. (Terrified) Oh!
Duchess. Well, well!
Roger. And I say, if this is true, if that cad has dared take advantage of our hospitality and her innocence, I’m going straight to him and demand a public apology, do you hear?
Mme. de Céran. My son!
Roger. Before everyone!
Mme. de Céran. This is madness!—Duchess, forgive him, he’s——
Duchess. Oho! I like to see him like that, you know!
Mme. de Céran. Roger!
Roger. No, mother, this is my affair. I’ll wait here. (He sits down)
Mme. de Céran. Very well, then, I’ll wait, too.