Albin. I positively can't make it out.
Séverine. Rollin, that is the right interpretation!
Rollin. You think so?
Marquis (to Séverine). It is time we were going, Séverine.
Séverine. Why? I am beginning to enjoy it.
Georgette. My Balthasar, I adore you. (Embrace.)
François. Bravo! bravo!
Balthasar. What loony is that?
Commissaire. This is unquestionably too strong; this is—
Enter Maurice and Etienne. They are dressed like young nobles, but one can see that they are only disguised in dilapidated theatrical costumes.