"He will be here: I met him. His mother is better."
"And how is he?"
"How is he?"
"Not yet cured of his English complaint?"
"No; really his is an incurable fidelity."
"Madame de Luceval tried very hard to have herself adored out of a spirit of contradiction, but she failed, and De Morville's fidelity was unshaken."
"How vexed she must have been! for she is such a coquette—so fond of tormenting other women."
"Oh! I should like to see her fall into the hands of some one who could tease her heart out."
"She has really driven poor Saint Renant half mad."
"Does their liaison still continue?"