ARAMINTE: Embrace me, sis.
BELISE: Sis, how I love you. Yes, we are truly sisters today.
ARAMINTE: You know, good hearts are always made for love. You would have stayed a maid. What folly!
BELISE: Like you, I wonder how we made that imprudent vow thirty years ago.
ARAMINTE: The one you love, you have freely. Without doubt, dear sister, wise as you are, you have meditated over the choice that you've made.
BELISE: You whose taste is so fine, so exquisite, undoubtedly you made your choice with discernment.
ARAMINTE: Lively, playful, humorous. He's an amiable young man.
BELISE: The one that I love is young and yet respectable; wise, grave, self possessed.
ARAMINTE: Mine always has the air—
BELISE: A solidity—