[The old man rises too, and, without turning, points with his finger to the door behind him.  The mother, the father, and the two young girls throw themselves on this door, which the father cannot at once succeed in opening.  The old man tries to prevent the mother from going out.]

VOICES IN THE CROWD.

They are going out!  They are going out!...

[Jostling in the garden.  All rush to the other side of the house and disappear, with the exception of the stranger, who remains at the windows.  In the room, both sides of the folding-door at last open; all go out at the same time.  Beyond can be seen a starry sky, the lawn and the fountain in the moonlight, while in the middle of the abandoned room the child continues to sleep peacefully in the armchair.—­Silence.]

THE STRANGER.

The child has not waked!...
          
                                             [He goes out also.

[CURTAIN.]