Teodora. Have I no right to be glad because Julian is avenged? Is that an impulse I could be expected to repress?
Mercedes. That was not your feeling.
Teodora. You know so much more about it than I do!
Mercedes. [Pointedly.] Believe me, admiration is not far from love.
Teodora. What do I admire?
Mercedes. This youth's courage.
Teodora. His nobility.
Mercedes. Quite so, but that's the beginning.
Teodora. What folly!
Mercedes. It is folly—but on your side.