"You don't wish to be parted from Laura!" she cried, feeling her feet giving way beneath her.
"I don't indeed."
"Then I will go away myself, she cried, her brain reeling.
"Do as you like," he answered, calmly.
"Oh, heaven help me," she murmured, under her breath, staggering, losing all her strength.
"Now we have come to the fainting-fit," said Cesare, looking at her scornfully, "and so will end this scene of stupid jealousy."
"What jealousy! Who has spoken of jealousy?" she asked haughtily.
"Must I inform you that you have done nothing else for the past half-hour! It strikes me that you have lost the little good sense you ever had. And I give you notice that I'm not going to make myself ridiculous on your account."
"You wish to stay with Laura!"