Bellac. Oh, ladies, I have but given words to your ideas.
Mme. de Loudan. Flatterer! Charmer!
Bellac. Are we reconciled yet, Marquise?
Mme. de Loudan. How can one be angry with you? (Introducing the Baroness) Madame la baronne de Boines—another conquest! She is at your feet already!
Baroness. You made me weep, Monsieur.
Bellac. Oh, Madame la baronne!
Mme. Arriégo. Isn’t it superb!
Baroness. Superb!
Suzanne. And how warm he is! (Bellac looks for his handkerchief) You haven’t one? Here! (She gives him her handkerchief)
Bellac. Oh, Mademoiselle!