NIC. What! and do you also…?
COV. Get out of my sight, I say; I will never speak to you any more, as long as I live.
NIC. (aside). Mercy on us! What has happened to both of them? I must go and tell my mistress this pretty piece of news.
SCENE IX.—CLÉONTE, COVIELLE.
CLE. What! to treat a lover in that fashion, and the most faithful and affectionate of all lovers!
COV. It is shameful what they have done to both of us!
CLE. I show her all possible ardour and tenderness; I love nothing in the world better, and have nothing in my thoughts but her; she is all my care, all my desire, all my joy; I speak of nothing but her, think of nothing but her, dream of nothing but her. I live but for her; my heart beats but for her; and, behold the reward of so much devotion! I am two whole days without seeing her, two days which seem to me centuries of frightful length; I meet her by accident, my heart at the sight of her feels transported; joy sparkles in my face. I fly to her with delight, and the faithless one turns away her eyes, and passes by me hastily, as if she had never seen me before in her life!
COV. I can only repeat the same story.
CLE. Can anything be compared, Covielle, to the perfidy of the ungrateful Lucile?
COV. And to that, Sir, of that hussy Nicole?