Oh, I telephoned, but nobody answered.
I wanted to tell you how sorry I am, and see if there’s anything I can do.
How did you find out ?
It’s in the afternoon papers.
I’m very sorry.
Er, er, I pressed the bell but it isn’t ringing, I guess.
I know. There’s no electricity.
Well, where did everything go ?
Charles sold it all at auction.
This is all I have left.
Ah, I love this room, but Charles never really saw it.
Only the things in it.
I think I prefer it this way.
What are you going to do ?
Try and get my old job back at EURESCO, I suppose.
Doing what ?
I’m a simultaneous translator, like Sylvie.
Only she’s English into French, and I’m a French into English.
That’s what I was doing before I married Charles.
The police probably think I killed him.
Instant divorce, you mean ?
Something like that.
It’s terrible to end it this way though,
Tossed off a train like a sack of third-class mail.
Well, come on, you can’t stay here.
I don’t know where to go.
We’ll find you a hotel.
Nothing too expensive.
I’m not a lady of leisure anymore, you know.
Something clean and modest, and near enough to EURESCO, so you can take a cab when it rains.