Baroness--Then let me complete your information. They say that in old times you fell in love with the first Madame Maréchal.
Marquis--I hope you don't believe this silly story?
Baroness--Faith, you do so much to please Monsieur Maréchal--
Marquis--That it seems as if I must have injured him? Good heavens! Who is safe from malice? Nobody. Not even you, dear Baroness.
Baroness--I'd like to know what they can say of me.
Marquis--Foolish things that I certainly won't repeat.
Baroness--Then you believe them?
Marquis--God forbid! That your dead husband married his mother's companion? It made me so angry!
Baroness--Too much honor for such wretched gossip.
Marquis--I answered strongly enough, I can tell you.