The Abbé (appearing in the door behind Sister

Benedicta)

De Vardes, De Vardes!

You gather the furze while the red rose waits!

De Vardes

At once, my Sister!

(To Yvette.) Ah, not in anger,

Must thou and I part for this little while!

If I’m in life I will return, be sure,

To Nantes and all this garden loveliness,