'From the air!' she repeated, 'I cannot breathe here! I cannot live here! I must die here!'
'But what is the matter?'
'You see----'
'Then again that longing?'
'It has never left me.'
'I am sure Faustina has done something again,' said the visitor. It was Brühl, as one could guess.
'Faustina?' she said looking at him angrily. 'You think and talk only of her!'
'Why do you not eclipse Faustina? Why do you not try to please the King? She is older----'
'She is a witch as old as the world--' interrupted Teresa. 'An abominable comedian. But with that King----'
'Pray, speak with respect about him!'