Madame Vagret. Oh, dear!
The President. No. Here he is.
Enter Vagret. He is anxious.
Madame Vagret. Ah, my dear! [She takes his hand in hers. She can say no more, being choked by tears of joy]
The President. It was wonderful!
Bunerat. I can't restrain myself from congratulating you too.
Vagret. Really, you confuse me. The whole merit is yours, Monsieur.
The President. Not at all. Do you know what carried them all away? [He lights a cigarette]
Vagret. No!
The President. It was when you exclaimed, "Gentlemen of the jury, you own houses, farms, and property; you have beloved wives, and daughters whom you tenderly cherish. Beware—" You were splendid there! [Resuming] "Beware, if you leave such crimes unpunished; beware, if you allow yourselves to be led astray by the eloquent sentimentality of the defence; beware, I tell you, if you fail in your duty as the instrument of justice; beware, lest those above you snatch up the sword which has fallen from your feeble hands, when the blood that you have not avenged will be spilt upon you and yours!" That was fine! Very fine! And it produced a great effect.