LUCIE. Yes, go. But you’ll come back?
MADELEINE. As soon as I can. Don’t despair. Poor little Annette!
LUCIE. Do you think—?
MADELEINE. Good bye for the moment. Don’t move.
Madeleine goes out, and the servant is seen giving her her cloak. Lucie, alone, walks restlessly to and fro. As she comes to the door of Brignac’s study, she stops to listen.
LUCIE [aloud, to herself] How loud the doctor’s speaking. One would think they had quarrelled.
Fresh pause. The study door opens. Enter Hourtin and Brignac.
BRIGNAC. I can assure you, Dr. Hourtin, that I have reached years of discretion.
HOURTIN. It was my duty, sir, to speak to you as I have done.
BRIGNAC [shewing him to the door, drily] I am obliged to you.