Nourvady.
It is on your account.
Lionnette.
I thought nothing ever troubled you! It is the scene of this morning that has unnerved you.
Nourvady.
In the first place....
Lionnette.
The fact is that you were hurt at the way in which the Commissary entered; and your millions were powerless. As to me, I am quite myself again. You love me still?
Nourvady.
You ask me that?