Mar. Have the goodness to follow me—I must speak with you in the presence of my mother only. Not a word, if you would ever speak with me again—follow me now, at once.
[Exit with Madame Laroque.
Bev. [To Manuel.] I believe, sir, we comprehend each other?
Manuel bows—Exit Bevannes—Manuel turns and encounters the look of Mlle Helouin, who curtsies and exits.
Man. I see plainly now to whom I owe all this. Well, well, what matters it to whom? The one thin ray of light upon my desolate and gloomy path has vanished. Pshaw! This is no time for dreams or vain regrets.
[Rings.
Enter Alain.
Has Dr. Desmarets returned?
Alain. No, Monsieur.
Man. The moment he arrives I must see him.