“Oh! what a curt tone! I see that you are still angry with me.”
“I, monsieur? Why so?”
“Why, on account of what I said yesterday.”
“Oh! I forgot that long ago! Such things go in at one ear and out at the other; they never stay in my head.”
“If they stayed in your heart, that would be better.”
“Thank heaven, my heart doesn’t waste any time on such nonsense!”
“Mademoiselle Violette, you will not always talk like this, unless nature has given you a heart protected by a triple steel cuirass.”
“Oh! I don’t wear a cuirass, monsieur; a corset’s quite enough!—Do you want to buy a bouquet, monsieur?”
“In a moment. I have many things to say to you, and I would like to talk with you first.”
“If it’s to repeat what you said yesterday, I assure you it isn’t worth while to begin the conversation.”