“I know you were in love with Countess A—— B——,” said she, “and I felt sure you would not dare to come to supper with me.”
“And I thought I should confound you by accepting your invitation, as I knew Greppi was your lover.”
“He is my friend,” she replied. “If he loves me in any other way than that of friendship, I pity him, for as yet he has not discovered the secret of seduction.”
“Do you think he ever will?”
“No, I don’t. I am rich.”
“Yes, but he is richer than you.”
“I know that, but I think he loves his money better than he loves me.”
“I understand. You will make him happy if he loves you well enough to ruin himself.”
“That is it, but it will never come to pass. But here we are, together again after a divorce of nearly twenty years. I don’t think you will find any change in me.”
“That is a privilege which nature grants to the fair sex only. You will find me changed, but you will be able to work miracles.”