DR. PELLERIN
Alone, if you please. I am not fond of a third party. [The bell rings.]
MUSOTTE [awakens]
Ah, some one rang, run and see. [Exit Mme. Flache. A short silence.]
A VOICE [without]
Madame Henriette Lévêque?
MUSOTTE [emitting an anguished cry]
Ah, it is he! There he is! [Makes an effort to rise. Enter Jean Martinel.] Jean! Jean! At last! [Springs up and stretches her arms to him.]