The clouds are illuminated by bursts of light from within just before he electrical lights of the city are restored across the horizon.What""s happened? You look ill too.Armand: No, it""s seeing you like this, suffering.Marguerite: It""s nothing.It lasts only a minute.Armand: You""re killing yourself.Marguerite: If I am, you""re the only one who objects.Now, why don""t you go back and dance with one of those pretty girls.(She laughs) Come, I""ll go with you.(He embraces and kisses her hand.) What a child you are.Armand: Your hand""s so hot.Marguerite: Is that why you put tears on it and cool it?Armand: I know I don""t mean anything to you.I don""t count.But someone ought to look after you.And I could if you""d let me.Marguerite: Too much wine has made you sentimental.Armand: It wasn""t wine that made me come here every day for months o find out how you were.Marguerite: No, it couldn""t have been wine.So you""d really like o take care of me?Armand: Yes.Marguerite: All day, every day?Armand: All day, every day.Why not? (She laughs)Marguerite: Why should you care for a woman like me? I""m always nervous or sick, or sad or too gay.Part of his own psyche and stability also falls with his partner.The second sequence also begins with an object dividing or bi-secting the screen, now vertically (the main character""s cane balanced in mid-air).[Cinematographer Edeson filmed the night-time scene in daylight with skillful lighting.] The young men, marching in a column, look back (with a haunting, sad look) at the retreating vehicle which has brought hem there.