ANNETTE. Oh, don’t scold me! Please, please, don’t! If you knew how I’ve been feeling—oh, how dreadfully badly! You didn’t notice.
LUCIE. Yes, I did.
MADELEINE. Has he spoken to his parents?
ANNETTE. Oh, a long time ago.
LUCIE. They consent?
ANNETTE. They’re coming here this afternoon.
MADELEINE. Why didn’t they come sooner?
ANNETTE. Because—Jacques told them you see; but they didn’t want it talked about. They wanted Gabrielle to get married first. So we agreed that I should seem not to think they knew anything about it. Then today I met Jacques in the street—
LUCIE. In the street!
ANNETTE. Yes. He’s given up coming to the music, so I meet him—