_Marquis_--Very well, my charming friend. Don't you know that these
gentlemen owe you too much to refuse you anything?

_Baroness_--Because they meet in my parlor?

_Marquis_--That, yes; but the true, great, inestimable service you
render every day is to possess such superb eyes.

_Baroness_--It's well for you to pay attention to such things!

_Marquis_--Well for me, but better for these Solons whose compliments
don't exceed a certain romantic intensity.

_Baroness_--You are dreaming.

_Marquis_--What I say is true. That's why serious societies always rally
in the parlor of a woman, sometimes clever, sometimes beautiful. You are
both, Madame: judge then of your power!

_Baroness_--You are too complimentary: your cause must be detestable.

_Marquis_--If it was good I could win it for myself.

_Baroness_--Come, tell me, tell me.

_Marquis_--Well, then: we must choose an orator to the Chamber for our
Campaign against the University. I want them to choose--

_Baroness_--Monsieur Maréchal?