Minard
You are mistaken, sir; I venture to say that you do not know your
daughter.

Mercadet
Permit me--

Minard
You do not know her, sir.

Mercadet
But I know her perfectly well--as if--in a word, I know her--

Minard
No, sir, you do not.

Mercadet
Do you mean to contradict me again, sir?

Minard
You know the Julie that all the world sees; but love has transfigured
her! Tenderness and devotion lend to her a transporting beauty that I
alone have called up in her.

Julie
Father, I feel ashamed--

Mercadet
You mean you feel happy. And if you, sir, repeat these things--