_Toinette_ and _Michel_ have both been cynically amused, in their reckless way, at her efforts, unavailing, to reform them. And she is dead! _Father_Bertrand_ visits _Toinette_, and tells her this. The peasant laughs.

The priest gives her a crucifix that the woman left for her, and its influence-though the playwright is far too subtle even to suggest this-is the "moral" of the little play for those who want their i's dotted and their t's crossed. The drama moves quickly. The drama is tragedy.

_Michel_ returns, more hopelessly intoxicated than ever. She lies on the rude couch, seeking sleep. He talks, as he plies himself with drink.

The subject is the dead woman in the church of St. Agnes. Some one had placed a lily in her hand.

He hopes that nobody will ever dare to place a lily in his! There are long silences; significant pauses. Through the open window he looks into the church. He sees the dead woman, laid out on a gold-embroidered cloth.