What, all alone in the dark! And he blind and a cripple! Isn't that very dangerous?...
JALLINE (On the verge of tears.) Yes, I know it's wrong. It was very wrong of me, very. I won't do it again. But I couldn't help it, Tyltyl, really. When you called me, I couldn't stay where I was.
TYLTYL
(Kissing her.) There, there, don't cry. I'll help you to bring him home.... Do you remember, I did that once before, one evening when I was crossing the bridge and gave you a halfpenny: it was all I had!
JALLINE
I've kept it ever since, Tyltyl. I put it in a box. I shall never lose it.
TYLTYL (Kissing her again.) Oh, the sweet smell of lavender and thyme!...
(This time the door opens slowly. Enter a sixth young girl. She is in evening-dress, with a fur cloak over her shoulders, and carries a fan in her hand.)
TYLTYL
Who is this?