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| CRISPIN, returning. | BLONDINEAU. | MRS. ARGANT. |
|---|---|---|
| Ahi, ahi, all is lost. | What are you saying? | What are you saying? |
| It is your husband. | ||
| Your husband! | My husband. | |
| I am betrayed. | ||
| to Mrs. Argant. | ||
| Must I open? | ||
| Where to flee? | No, no. | |
| To the Cabinet? | ||
| If he found you, | ||
| He would kill you, | He would kill you! | |
| He would kill me! | ||
| He knocks again Harder. | ||
| Ah I am dead! | Ah I am dead! |
BLONDINEAU.
What is to become of me?
MRS. ARGANT.
Crispin.
CRISPIN.
Madam.
MRS. ARGANT.
Sir.
BLONDINEAU.
Just Heaven!
CRISPIN.
Wait..., Hush....
BLONDINEAU.
Well!
CRISPIN.
It comes to me...
MRS. ARGANT.
Quickly, my dear..,
BLONDINEAU.
If you could...
CRISPIN.
Very well..., here I am. (to Mrs. Argant.) Open.
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