LUCIE. I will take them with me.
BRIGNAC. And their food?
LUCIE. I will work.
BRIGNAC. Don’t talk nonsense. You couldn’t earn enough to keep them from starving. It’s late: go to bed.
LUCIE [her teeth clenched] And wait for you?
BRIGNAC. And wait for me. Precisely. [He goes out].
LUCIE [rushing to the door on the left] Annette! Oh, Annette! There’s nobody to help us!