Mad. L. Did she say at what hour she would be back.
Alain. No, Madame.
Bev. Did she not tell you she would be early in the ball-room this evening?
Mad. L. She did; and that only makes me the more apprehensive. This anxiety is torture.
Bev. Be assured, Madame, she is safe. You know she is often out late on fine evenings.
Mad. L. But never after dark. Can nobody even tell which way she went?
Mlle H. There is one person, I think, might give us some information.
Mad. L. Oh! who? Why did you not say so before?
Mlle H. I have no doubt M. Manuel could enlighten us, if he chose.
Mad. L. Monsieur Manuel! what should he know about it?