Marcel [tenderly]. Deceive you? Never! I care nothing about other women! You are my happiness—not a mere pastime.
Françoise. Alas!
Marcel. Why alas?
Françoise. Because it is easier to do without happiness than pleasure.
Marcel [tenderly]. Oh, you are all that is highest and best in my life. I prefer you to everything else! Let a woman come between us, and she shall have me to deal with! Call it selfishness, if you will, or egotism—but your peace of mind is an absolute necessity to me!
Françoise. You need not prepare me for the future, you bad boy: I resigned myself to "possibilities" some time ago. I'm inexperienced and young in years, but I'm older than you.
Marcel. Shall I tell you something? I never deserved you!
Françoise. That's true.
Marcel. When I think how happy you might have made some good and worthy man, and that—
Françoise. Who then would have made me happy?