He takes his hat and goes out at the back.
Madame Nérisse. You wish to leave us?
Thérèse. Yes, Madame.
Madame Nérisse. Because Monsieur Nérisse—?
Thérèse. Yes, Madame.
Madame Nérisse [troubled and sad] What can I say to you?
Thérèse. Nothing, Madame.
Madame Nérisse. My poor child.
Thérèse. I don't want pity. Don't be unhappy about me. I shall be able to manage for myself. I have plenty of courage.
Madame Nérisse. I'm so ashamed to let you go like this. How honest and loyal you are! [To herself] I was honest too, once.