Oh, nothing of any consequence. Don't mind it. An old vagabond of a woman, that's all. I have only to sign the papers now, then I'll be back. [Exit.]
George.
Marie!
Marie.
Hush, not a word, not a word! She out there must go her way, and I must go mine!
George.
What do you mean?
Marie.
You said it yourself. 'Tis madness! Yes, yes; 'tis madness! All--all! What we do--what we desire--all--all!