Har. Well, then, tell me, have you taken any liberties with…?
Val. Ah! Sir, you wrong us both; the flame with which I burn is too pure, too full of respect.
Har. (aside). He burns for my casket!
Val. I had rather die than show the least offensive thought: I found too much modesty and too much purity for that.
Har. (aside). My cash-box modest!
Val. All my desires were limited to the pleasures of sight, and nothing criminal has profaned the passion those fair eyes have inspired me with.
Har. (aside). The fair eyes of my cash-box! He speaks of it as a lover does of his mistress.
Val. Dame Claude knows the whole truth, and she can bear witness to it.
Har. Hallo! my servant is an accomplice in this affair?
Val. Yes, Sir, she was a witness to our engagement; and it was after being sure of the innocence of my love that she helped me to persuade your daughter to engage herself to me.