Barthenoide! -- Alcandre! -- Gremione! --
We've missed the speech upon the Tender Passion!
[ (Goes into Roxane's house.)]Urimedonte -- adieu!
[(All bow to Roxane and to each other, and then separate, going up different streets. Roxane suddenly seeing Christian)]You!
[(She goes to him)]Evening falls. Let's sit. Speak on. I listen.
Oh! I love you!
Ay, speak to me of love.
I love thee!
That's The theme! But vary it.
I. . .
Vary it!
I love you so!
Oh! without doubt! -- and then?. . .
And then -- I should be -- oh! -- so glad -- so glad If you would love me! -- Roxane, tell me so!
I hoped for cream, -- you give me gruel! Say How love possesses you?
Oh utterly!
Come, come!. . .unknot those tangled sentiments!
Your throat I'd kiss it!
Christian!
I love thee!
Again!
No, no! I love thee not!
'Tis well!
But I adore thee!
Oh!
I am grown stupid!
And that displeases me, almost as much As 'twould displease me if you grew ill-favored.
But. . .
Rally your poor eloquence that's flown!
I. . .
Yes, you love me, that I know. Adieu.
[(She goes toward her house.)]Oh, go not yet! I'd tell you --
You adore me? I've heard it very oft. No! -- Go away!
But I would fain. . .
[(She shuts the door in his face.)]I' faith! It is successful!