My dear young friend, not at all, not at all.
HORACE
[fanning himself with his hat and wiping his brow]
I assure you I am, I assure you I am—it's quite overpowering—isn't it?
MADAME DE CHAMPIGNY
Ah, poor Monsieur Horace!
ALMERIC
I say, don't take it that way, you know. She's very happy.[pg 032]
HORACE
[crossing and grasping his hand]