(Dorimène, Dorante, Lackey)
Monsieur says that he'll be here very soon.
I don't know, Dorante; I feel strange allowing you
to bring me to this house where I know no one.
Then where would you like, Madame, for me to express my love
with an entertainment, since you will allow neither your house nor mine
for fear of scandal?
But you don't mention that every day I am gradually
preparing myself to receive too great proofs of your passion? As good a
defense as I have put up, you wear down my resistance, and you have a polite
persistence which makes me come gently to whatever you like. The frequent
visits began, declarations followed, after them came serenades and amusements
in their train, and presents followed them. I withstood all that, but you
don't give up at all and step by step you are overcoming my resolve. As
for me, I can no longer answer for anything, and I believe that in the
end you will bring me to marriage, which I have so far avoided.
My faith! Madame, you should already have come to it. You are
a widow, and you answer only to yourself. I am my own master and I love
you more than my life. Why shouldn't you be all my happiness from today
Goodness! Dorante, for two people to live happily together
both of them need particular qualities; and two of the most reasonable
persons in the world often have trouble making a union satisfactory to
You're fooling yourself, Madame, to imagine so many difficulties,
and the experience you had with one marriage doesn't determine anything
Finally I always come back to this. The expenses that
I see you go to for me disturb me for two reasons: one is that they get
me more involved than I would like; and the other is that I am sure --
meaning no offense -- that you cannot do this without financially inconveniencing
yourself, and I certainly don't want that.
Ah! Madame, they are trifles, and it isn't by that . . .
I know what I'm talking about; and among other gifts,
the diamond you forced me to take is worth ...
Oh! Madame, mercy, don't put any value on a thing that my love
finds unworthy of you, and allow ... Here's the master of the house.