Paul (morosely). Now the bridges are burned behind us!
Antoinette. They are, dear. Do you realize it?
Paul. What now? What now?
Antoinette (sinks upon his breast). Paul! My Paul!
Paul (embraces her, presses her to him fervently. They embrace in silence, then he draws her down beside him on the divan, and looks at her affectionately). It was a long time before you came, Toinette.
Antoinette. But now I am here, and shall leave you no more.
Paul. You will not leave me, beloved?
Antoinette. I shall never leave you.
Paul. And I shall not leave you.
Antoinette. And you will not leave me. (They embrace each other.)