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: Guy, I love you. You smell of gasoline. Guy Foucher
: It's just another perfume. Geneviève Emery
: Oh, Guy, I love you. A customer - I must run. I'll see you in front of the theater at eight.
: You seem very nervous. Guy Foucher
: I'm going out. Aunt Élise
: Alone? Guy Foucher
: None of your business. Aunt Élise
: It is. Guy Foucher
: With a girl. Aunt Élise
: Do you love her? Guy Foucher
: It could be. Aunt Élise
: Tell me the truth. Guy Foucher
: I love her.
: You know, I think she suspects something. Guy Foucher
: Who? Geneviève Emery
: Mother. When I said I was going to the theater with Cecile, she gave me a funny look. Guy Foucher
: What kind of look? Geneviève Emery
: Like this. She knows Cecile hates shows, and I am a bad liar. Guy Foucher
: That's what you say. Geneviève Emery
: I assure you I am.
: We'll have children. Geneviève Emery
: I'll name our daughter Francoise. Guy Foucher
: And if it is a boy? Geneviève Emery
: It will be a girl. We've always had girls in the family. Guy Foucher
: One o'clock. Geneviève Emery
: If Mother's not asleep, what a scene there will be.
: I got drafted this morning, and I'll be away for two years. We'll talk about marriage later. With the war in Algeria, it will be a long time before I can come back. Geneviève Emery
: But I would never be able to live without you!
: Why didn't you tell me? Aunt Élise
: I didn't want to say anything. I thought you knew. You didn't suspect. Guy Foucher
: Of course, over the last few months. Her letters were not the same. She didn't answer my questions. She was writing without conviction. But marrying another man! I thought she was mad at me.
: You have no family. Don't you want to stay here? Madeleine
: What will I do? Guy Foucher
: You'll help me. I'll be lonely. Madeleine
: You don't need anyone. Guy Foucher
: I need you, Madeleine. Madeleine
: Why don't you just say you don't like being alone? I don't see what I could do. I have no influence over you. Guy Foucher
: That's not true. Madeleine
: I don't like what you've become. You hang around with nothing to do. You're sad and bitter.
: Poor Elise. There will be nothing left of her. Guy Foucher
: It's the opposite. She will be part of everything we do. Madeleine
: Are you happy? Guy Foucher
: Very happy, and it's all thanks to you, Madeleine.
: Are you in mourning? Geneviève Emery
: Mother died last autumn. Guy Foucher
: What did you name her? Geneviève Emery
: Francoise. She's a lot like you. Do you want to see her? Guy Foucher
: I think you can go.