Significantly.
Jeanne!
JEANNE
What? No, no—why do you look at me this way? No—I am telling you.
Pierre brings her water, but Jeanne does not drink it.
JEANNE
Thank you, Pierre, but I don't want it.
Silence.
How fragrant the flowers are. Pierre, please give me that rose—yes, that one. Thank you. How fresh it is, Emil, and what a fine fragrance—come over here, Emil!
Emil Grelieu goes over to her and kisses the hand in which she holds the rose. Looks at her.