Alfred! Your Alfred is a cub, and he mustn't dare. But with men of that sort, you must be extremely careful, my child. To-day he would kiss your little finger, to-morrow your hand, and after to-morrow you would be on his lap.
Consuelo
Foui! Father, what are you talking about? You should be ashamed!
Mancini
Consuelo
Don't you dare! I don't want to hear such dirty things. I shall give the Baron such a slap! A better one than He—let him only try.
Mancini
[With a deprecating gesture]: All men are like that, child.
Consuelo