Blanche. I have sold out, all but one flower, monsieur, and I came back to see if you [to Paul] had got your wish.
Paul. Yes, mademoiselle, I had my wish. The saints sent Jeanne to me in a dream.
Blanche. You happy man, to get your wish!
Paul. I am happy, mademoiselle. I have spoken with Jeanne d'Arc.
Fred. And you and me will be speaking with our sergeants if we don't buck up and catch that blinking train. Come on, old son, back to the Big Stink for us.
Blanche. Messieurs return to fight?
Fred. Lord love you, no. It's only a rumor about the war. We're a Cook's excursion on a joy-ride seeing the sights of France. [Fred and Paul move R. together.]
Blanche. Monsieur!
Fred [stopping]. Well?
Blanche. I kept one flower back. It is for you—for the brave English soldier who goes out to fight for France.