Guéret. Where are you going to?

Féliat. You needn't go at once.

Thérèse. Yes, I'm going at once. [A silence] I'm going where I'm forced to go.

Féliat. You can leave to-morrow or the day after.

Thérèse. No, I leave by train, this evening, for Paris.

CURTAIN.


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