Antoinette. My friend! My beloved! My life! (She presses him to her.)
Paul. My beloved! My wife! [Blissful silence.]
Antoinette (straightens up). Don't you hear steps? (She listens.)
Paul (also listens). Where, pray tell.
Antoinette (has risen). Out in the garden. It seemed so to me.
Paul. I hear nothing. All is still.
Antoinette (leans upon him). I am afraid, Paul.
Paul. Afraid? Of what?
Antoinette. That he will come and get me. Our time is short.
Paul. Then I will protect you.