“Well, then, nothing can be more moral or proper.”
“I think so, madame.”
“And I have been wrong, as it appears, in reproaching you, mademoiselle.”
“Very wrong, madame; but I am so accustomed to your reproaches, that I pardon you these.”
“In that case, let us begone, Louise; we have nothing to do but to retire. Well!”
“Madame!” said La Valliere, starting, “did you speak?”
“You do not appear to be listening, my child.”
“No, madame, I was thinking.”
“About what?”
“A thousand things.”