"A spider in the morning
Of sorrow is a warning," hummed Rodolphe.
"Where the deuce has all the money gone?" exclaimed Marcel, totally upset at the sight of the empty drawer.
"Very simple," replied Rodolphe. "Baptiste has had it all."
"Stop a minute!" cried Marcel, rummaging in the drawer, where he perceived a paper. "The bill for last quarter's rent!"
"How did it come there?"
"And paid, too," added Marcel. "You paid the landlord, then!"
"Me! Come now!" said Rodolphe.
"But what means—"
"But I assure you—"
"Oh, what can be this mystery?" sang the two in chorus to the final air of "The White Lady."