Duchess. Oh, the little coquette! Let me see! (She looks through the leaves) What’s that?
Mme. de Céran. What?
Duchess. Look!
Mme. de Céran. Lucy!
Duchess. Lucy!
Mme. de Céran. What does that mean?
Duchess. I don’t know, but I like that better!
(Paul and Jeanne re-enter, and Bellac and Lucy conceal themselves, right. Jeanne is behind Paul, holding him back.)
Jeanne. (To Paul) No, no, Paul, no!
Paul. Yes, yes! Let me go a second! I want to see! Nobody could be here but lovers, at this hour;—and yet, in this house! No, that would be too much!