Madame Vagret. How do you do, dear Madame Bunerat? [They exchange greetings]
The Manservant. His Honor Judge La Bouzole. His worship Judge Mouzon.
Salutations; the guests seat themselves.
Madame Vagret [to Madame Bunerat] Well, Madame, so another session's finished!
Madame Bunerat. Yes, at last!
Madame Vagret. Your husband, I imagine, is not sorry.
Madame Bunerat. Nor yours, I'm sure.
Madame Vagret. And the President of Assizes?
Bunerat. He will be a little late. He wants to get away early to-morrow morning, and he has a mass of documents to sign. You must remember the Court has barely risen. When we saw that we should be sitting so late we sent for our evening clothes, and we changed while the jury was deliberating; then we put our robes on over them to pronounce sentence.
Madame Vagret. And the sentence was?