He goes out and René is alone for a few moments. Then Thérèse comes in. They advance towards each other quietly.
Thérèse. How do you do, René?
René. How are you, Thérèse?
They shake hands, then, giving way to their feelings, they kiss each other tenderly and passionately.
Thérèse [in a low voice] That'll do; don't, René dear. [She withdraws gently from his embrace] Don't. Let's talk. Have you seen your people?
René. Yes.
Thérèse. Well?
René. Well, Thérèse, they won't come to our wedding.
Thérèse. They still refuse their consent?
René. We can do without it.