(Accompanies her to the door, and then returns quickly to his work.)
MIMI. (re-entering, stops on the threshold)
Oh! how stupid! How stupid!
The key of my poor chamber,
Where can I have left it?
RUD. Come, stand not in the doorway:
Your candle is flickering in the wind.
(Mimi's light goes out.)
MIMI. Good gracious! Please light it just once more!
(RUDOLPH runs with his candle, but, as he nears the door, his light, too, is blown out, and the room remains in darkness.)
RUD. Oh, dear! Now there's mine gone out, too!
MIMI. Ah! and the key—where can it be?
(Groping about, she reaches the table and deposits the candlestick.)
RUD. What a nuisance! (He finds himself near the door and fastens it.)