They compose an ardent epistle, a declaration in fact, and they carry the letter upstairs themselves, so as to elucidate whatever might appear not perfectly intelligible in the letter.

" "Why are you telling me these horrible stories? Well?" "They ring.

A maidservant opens the door, they hand her the letter, and assure the maid that they're both so in love that they'll die on the spot at the door.

The maid, stupefied, carries in their messages.