ALEXANDER. I wonder, Madame Salome, that you should credit such things. I marry Leproink's daughter! I refuse Miss Natalie on her account! forget her beautiful black eyes and her good heart, and run after money! Would not that be shameful in me! I must confess to you freely, dear madame, that my sister's way of doing things is hateful to me.
Fi mauvais genre!
But let us say no more about it. If only God will help us to a good ending!
SALOME. God grant that neither of you may have anything to regret!—[
rising
] I will come back immediately, dear son-in-law; I am only going to see what is keeping Nato. [
Alexander also rises
.] Keep your seat, I beg of you. How ceremonious you are! I will come right back.
[Exit right.