Thérèse [awkwardly, for something to say] Don't say that.
Nérisse. Yes, I shall. I might have a chance of saving myself yet if I took things energetically and got free of the whole thing. But I should have to be quick about it. [A silence. Thérèse does not know what to say and does not dare to leave the room] I'm so low—so unhappy!
Thérèse. So unhappy?
Nérisse. Yes. [Another silence. Madame Nérisse comes in and looks at them pointedly] Are they gone?
Madame Nérisse. Yes, they're gone.
Nérisse. Is it all settled?
Madame Nérisse. Yes. I am to meet them at the bank at four. But they wouldn't give way on the question of reducing expenses as regards the contributors.
Nérisse. And the dates of publication?
Madame Nérisse. We are to come out fortnightly instead of weekly. [Indicating the door on the right] You must go and speak to them.
Nérisse. Is Thérèse's salary to be reduced too?