Diane. Yes, a very dear friend.
Madame le Bargy. Do you mean—Maurice?
Diane. Yes.
Madame le Bargy. You knew him well?
Diane. I loved him.
Madame le Bargy. Yes, I know.
Diane [astonished]. You know!
Madame le Bargy. Yes, Maurice has told me.
Diane. No, no; that I am sure of. I am sure he never has. He has never told a soul. That was our agreement. We were to keep it secret and sacred. Not even you were to know, not as long as we lived.
Madame le Bargy [gently]. But after...?