Mme. de Céran. What, you are going to listen?
Duchess. (Hidden) I should think so! There is nothing else to be done but to listen! There! In that corner we’ll be snug as weasels. If it becomes necessary, we can come out, rest assured of that! Has somebody come in?
(Jeanne enters quietly.)
Mme. de Céran. (Looking through the branches which hide her) Yes!
Duchess. Which of the two?
Mme. de Céran. It is she!
Duchess. Suzanne?
Mme. de Céran. No! She’s not in décolletée. It’s someone else!
Duchess. Someone else? Who?
Mme. de Céran. I can’t distinguish!