Madame Nérisse. It would be impossible to make distinctions.
Nérisse. Difficult, yes. Still—I think one might have managed to do something for her.
Madame Nérisse. I cannot see how she differs from the others. Can you?
Nérisse. Oh, well—say no more about it.
Madame Nérisse. That will be best. [He goes out to the right. To herself] I should think so indeed! [To Thérèse] While Monsieur Nérisse was talking to the other man I had a chat with Monsieur Cazarès. He was talking about you. He's a nice fellow, and it's quite a good family you know. He's steady and fairly well off—very well off.
Thérèse [laughing] You talk as if you were offering me a husband!
Nérisse. And what would you say supposing he had asked me to sound you?
Thérèse. I should say that I was very much obliged, but that I decline the honor.
Nérisse. What's wrong with him?
Thérèse. Nothing.