HENRIETTE. [Re-entering as Albert assumes a rather severe attitude.] How are you? [Pause.] Have you seen Jacques?
ALBERT. [With a determined air.] No, Henriette. Thank God!
HENRIETTE. Why?
ALBERT. Because it pains me to see men in your presence whom you care nothing for.
HENRIETTE. [Delighted.] You don't like that?
[Sitting down on sofa.
ALBERT. No, I don't. And I'd like to tell you——
HENRIETTE. About my relations with Jacques?
ALBERT. Oh, he's not the only one.
HENRIETTE. Heaps of others, I suppose?