RUD. (_huskily, almost in a speaking voice_) What's the meaning of this going and this coming, And these glances so strange? (_He glances from one to the other in consternation._) MAR. (_unable to bear up any longer, hastens to embrace _Rudolph_ as he murmurs_) Poor fellow! RUD. (_flings himself on _Mimi's_ bed, lifts her up, shakes her by the hand, and exclaims in tones of anguish_) Mimi! Mimi! (_he falls, sobbing, upon her lifeless form_) (_Terror-stricken, _MUSETTA_ rushes to the bed, utters a piercing cry of grief; then kneels sobbing, at the foot of the bed. _SCHAUNARD_, overcome, sinks back into a chair; to the left, _COLLINE_ stands at the foot of the bed, dazed at the suddenness of this catastrophe. _MARCEL_, sobbing, turns his back to the footlights. The curtain slowly falls._)