Jeanne and Paul. Eh?
Jeanne. Somebody’s coming!
Paul. We must flee—as they say in the tragedy!
Jeanne. Quick! Quick!
Paul. You see? My little invention!
Jeanne. So soon! What luck! (They go out, right)
Mme. de Céran. (Going left) Well, it is a fortunate thing that they were interrupted.
Duchess. (Following her) I’m sorry they went—but the funny part is over now!
(Bellac enters right, at the back; Madame de Céran and the Duchess hide themselves, left.)
Bellac. What a noise that door makes!