arranging her dress before the mirror
]. Yes, yes; no one can take her measure better than I.
[Enter Ossep.
OSSEP [
angrily
]. And what have you gotten ready for again?
SALOME. What was to be done? Look and see how many guests there are in the garden!
OSSEP. It was very wrong of them to come here. Has no one invited them, then? They should have asked me first.
SALOME. You are a singular being! We have betrothed our daughter and they were obliged to come and congratulate us.
OSSEP. Congratulate! As though my joy went to their hearts! On the contrary, they would enjoy it if I had a misfortune; they could put their heads together and criticise and laugh at me.