Woman on Her Own, False Gods and The Red Robe / Three Plays By Brieux

by Eugène Brieux

She arranges her hair. Enter the Attorney-General, a man with handsome, grave, austere features.

All [bowing and cringing, in a murmur] His Honor the Attorney-General—

Attorney-General. I think you can resume the hearing, gentlemen—I am only passing through Mauleon. I hope to return before long and make your better acquaintance.

All. Your honor—[They make ready to leave]

Attorney-General. Monsieur Mouzon, will you remain?

Mouzon bows.

Madame Vagret [as she goes out] My respects—the honor—Monsieur—

Attorney-General [bowing] Mr. President—Madame—Madame—

Bunerat [to his wife] You see, that's it!