"Oh, yes!—He would be glad, he said, to defy a thousand dangers to see madame."
"Well! we will afford him that pleasure.—You had never seen Léodgard, Miretta; is he not a charming cavalier?"
"Why, yes, madame; he is well favored."
"You say that as if you thought just the opposite!"
"Mon Dieu! madame, the fact is, that, although monsieur le comte is a handsome gentleman, I—I do not like his face."
"You are hard to please, Miretta!"
"But—but I inferred—I thought from what madame had said to me, that monsieur le comte had ceased to please her."
"I propose to have my revenge for the affront he put upon me! But that does not prevent me from doing him justice.—The rendezvous this evening will be without danger for him—at least, I think so; but I shall be very glad to see at my feet the man who refused to be my husband! I long to hear him make oaths of love, protestations of undying affection for me. I want him to curse the day on which he allowed me to become the wife of another man!"
"But, beware, madame!—Since you consider monsieur le comte so fascinating, are you not afraid that that feeling will triumph over your resentment, as you listen to his words of love?"
"Oh, no! no! I fear nothing!—Besides, you will stay with me, Miretta; you will not leave me."