AMELIA.
I am sorry I have not seen the world.
COUNT.
Wherefore?
AMELIA.
Because I might then, perhaps, admire you.
COUNT.
True;—for I am an epitome of the world. In my travels I learnt delicacy in Italy—hauteur, in Spain—in France, enterprize—in Russia, prudence—in England, sincerity—in Scotland, frugality—and in the wilds of America, I learnt love.
AMELIA.
Is there any country where love is taught?
COUNT.
In all barbarous countries. But the whole system is exploded in places that are civilized.
AMELIA.
And what is substituted in its stead?
COUNT.
Intrigue.
AMELIA.
What a poor, uncomfortable substitute!
COUNT.
There are other things—Song, dance, the opera, and war.