Lucienne. When?
Thérèse. I heard about it the day before yesterday. Godpapa and godmamma were so awfully good they never said anything to me about it, though they're losing a lot of money too. They thought I hadn't heard, and I expect they wanted me to have this last evening's fun. I said nothing, and so nobody knows anything except you, now, and probably René.
Lucienne. What will you do?
Thérèse. What can I do? It's impossible for him to marry me without a penny. Of course I shall release him from his promise.
Lucienne. You think he'll give you up?
Thérèse. His people will make him. If they cut off his allowance, he'll be at their mercy. He earns about twenty dollars a month in that lawyer's office. So, you see—
Lucienne. Oh! poor Thérèse! And you could play Barberine with a secret like that!
Thérèse [sadly] I've had a real bad time since I heard. It's awful at night!
Lucienne. My dearest! And you love him so!
Thérèse [much moved] Yes—oh! don't make me cry.