Lucy. If it’s double, it cannot be a unit!
Bellac. But there is a fusion! (He seats himself)
Lucy. If it is a fusion, it has no longer an individuality. I’ll explain my meaning! (She seats herself)
Paul. (To Jeanne) She’s swallowed the hook!
Lucy. I deny that any fusion is possible between love, which is based upon indivisibility, and friendship, which is largely composed of sympathy; that is to say, that in which the Ego becomes, in a way, the Non-Ego. I deny absolutely, absolutely——!
Duchess. (To Mme. de Céran) I have often heard people talk about love, but never that way!
Bellac. But, Lucy——
Lucy. But, Bellac—Yes or no, the principal factor——
Bellac. But, Lucy—Here’s an example: suppose two beings, two abstractions, two entities—any man, any woman,—who love each other, but with an ordinary physiological love—you follow me?
Lucy. Perfectly!