Gerardo [holding her around the waist and looking very serious]. You rob Art of its dignity, my child. I do not wish to appear an unfeeling brute, and I am going to give you my picture. Give me your word that after that you will leave me.
Miss Cœurne. Yes.
Gerardo. Good. [He sits at the table and autographs one of his pictures.] You should try to become interested in the operas themselves instead of the men who sing them. You would probably derive much greater enjoyment.
Miss Cœurne [to herself]. I am too young yet.
Gerardo. Sacrifice yourself to music. [He comes down stage and gives her the picture.] Don't see in me a famous tenor but a mere tool in the hands of a noble master. Look at all the married women among your acquaintances. All Wagnerians. Study Wagner's works; learn to understand his leit motifs. That will save you from further foolishness.
Miss Cœurne. I thank you.
[Gerardo leads her out and rings the bell. He takes up his piano score again. There is a knock at the door.]
Valet [coming in out of breath]. Yes, sir.
Gerardo. Are you standing at the door?
Valet. Not just now, sir.