Baroness. Is that he, coming in with Mlle. de Villiers?
Mme. de Céran. (Astonished) Yes!
Baroness. How lovely he is, dear! Isn’t he handsome! And you let him go about with that young girl!
Mme. de Céran. (Aside—looking at Suzanne and Bellac) That’s strange——
Melchior. And may I shake hands with Roger?
Mme. de Céran. I doubt if you can at this moment. He must be hard at work. (Enter the Duchess and Roger. Aside, looking at these latter) What’s this—and with the Duchess?
Roger. (To the Duchess, greatly agitated) Well, did you hear, Aunt?
Duchess. Yes, but I saw nothing.
Roger. It was certainly a kiss, that time!
Duchess. And a good smack! Who is there here who would kiss like that?