Des. No?
Mar. No!
Des. What a pity—
Mar. Eh?
Des. That I can't stay to luxuriate in your friendship. I have only time to say good-bye to your mother, then I must be off.
Mar. Well, now, I'll tell you what I'll do. To prove I'm in earnest, I'm going to take my horse, and bear you company part of the way.
Des. My child, it will be dark before I get there.
Mar. But there'll be a lovely moon, and I want to see the ruined tower of Elfen by moonlight. So say no more, for I'm resolved.
Des. Well, my experience, professional and personal, has taught me that when a woman is determined—
Enter Madame Laroque—De Bevannes.