Rollin. I protest you will drive me mad, Séverine.
Marquis. Séverine, had we not better be going now? I think—
Séverine. Oh, no. I am enjoying myself excellently. (To Rollin. ) Ah well, my mood is getting so—
Michette. How did you get hold of the garter?
Maurice. There was such a crush in the church—and when a lady thinks one is courting her— (All laugh.)
[Grain has stolen François's purse.]
François (showing the money to Albin). Mere counters. Are you satisfied now? [Grain wants to get away.]
Host (going after him softly). Give me the purse at once which you took from this gentleman.
Grain. I—
Host. Straightaway ... or it will be the worse for you.