Azèma.Oh, impossible!
(Indignantly) But as it seems that I’ve no chance with you,
I’ll try the gentleman who left us here.
He comes!
Enter Chrysal.
Oh, sir, I crave a word with you!
Are you a wealthy man? (with extreme delicacy of manner.)
Chrys.I am, indeed.
Azèma. And you’ve a title?
Chrys.Yes, of highest rank.