Dupre Just so, you leave it to my discretion. But what compensation do you offer her if she restores your son to you at the sacrifice of her honor? For possibly he has made love to her. Mme. Rousseau He shall marry her. I come from the people myself, and I am no marchioness. Mme. du Brocard What do you mean by that? You are forgetting Mlle. de Verby. Mme. Rousseau Sister, my son's life must be saved. Dupre (aside) Here we have the beginning of a comedy and the last which I wish to see; but I must keep them to their word. (Aloud) Perhaps it would be well if you secretly paid a visit to the young girl. Mme. Rousseau Oh, yes, I should like to go to see her--to implore her-- (she rings) Justine! Antoine! Quick! Order the carriage! At once-- Antoine Yes, madame. Mme. Rousseau Sister, will you go with me? Ah, Jules my poor son! Mme. du Brocard They are bringing him back. SCENE NINTH The same persons, Jules (brought in by the police), and later De Verby. Jules (kissing his mother) O mother!--I will not say good-bye; I shall be back very soon. (Rousseau and Mme. du Brocard embrace Jules.) De Verby (going up to Dupre) I will do, monsieur, what you have asked of me. One of my friends, M. Adolph Durand, who facilitated the flight of our dear Jules, will testify that his friend was altogether taken up with a grisette, whom he loved passionately, and with whom he was taking measures to elope. Dupre That is enough; success now depends upon the way we set about things. The magistrate (to Jules) We must be going, monsieur. Jules I will follow you. Be of good courage, mother! (He bids farewell to Rousseau and Dupre; De Verby signs to him to be cautious.) Mme. Rousseau (to Jules, as he is being led away) Jules! Jules! Do not give up hope--we are going to save you! (The police lead Jules away.) Curtain to the Second Act. ACT III SCENE FIRST (The stage represents the room of Pamela.) Pamela, Giraud and Madame Giraud. (Pamela is standing near her mother, who is knitting; Giraud is at work at a table on the left.) Mme. Giraud The fact of the matter is this, my poor daughter; I do not mean to reproach you, but you are the cause of all our trouble. Giraud No doubt about it! We came to Paris because in the country tailoring is no sort of a business, and we had some ambition for you, our Pamela, such a sweet, pretty little thing as you were. We said to each other: "We will go into service; I will work at my trade; we will give a good position to our child; and as she will be good, industrious and pretty, we can take care of our old age by marrying her well." Pamela O father! Mme. Giraud Half of our plans were already carried out.