Paul. On your stars, do you mean?
Antoinette (nods). On our star, my lover, you and I shall meet again.
Paul. There we shall meet again!
Antoinette (starts, and listens). Do you hear?
[Inspector Zindel opens the door in the background and stands in the door. Paul and Antoinette let go of each other, keeping their places.]
Inspector Zindel. The bay is bridled, sir, and stands out here.
Antoinette (has an inspiration). The bay bridled? Is my gray there, too?
Inspector Zindel. It is, madam!
Antoinette. Very well. Stay with the horses. We shall be there immediately!
[Inspector Zindel withdraws.]