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Page 14
Lisette
Patience. He wanted to marry me today, and my father is on his side.
And you wanted the jealous Widow to see that I love you and will marry
you. If they knew that I can love you they would get me locked up.
Argon
Ha! Ha!
Lisette
Truly, I would have completely spoiled the mystery. You told me
yourself before to keep quiet.
Argon
You've done very properly. Yes, you're right, and I am the fool. To
deceive the Baron--yes, I see the pretence is prudent and useful.
Lisette
I believe, too, well done, at least.
Argon
How charming Lisette is. I am not blind, I see clearly that Lisette
prefers me to a far richer man. What love! What wit!
Lisette
I have no wit. Love has added to my customary want of it.
Argon
We must secretly--
Lisette
Yes, but let's separate. I will go alone, in secret, to your place for
a short while.
Argon
Without your father--
Lisette
He's coming. Leave me, for I tremble if the Baron and he should see us
together.
(Exit Argon. Enter Lucas and the Baron.)
Lisette (aside)
Here I am sure of one, but he's my second choice. Let's retake the
other one. He's back to speak to me.
Lucas
She must have gone crazy and what she said astonishes me. You say she
doesn't love you and refuses to be a Baroness?
Baron (to Lisette)
You have just revived my wrath. Ah, how I ought to kill my love for
you. How can you, at your age, have the audacity to give me the lie--
me, and look in my face, and tell me that you don't love me?
Lisette (pretending to have a grudge against him)
Yes, I have maintained it to your face, for it is true.
Baron
Without doubt, it happened unexpectedly to you, some vapor which
disturbed your senses and memory. For how else could I believe that,
after the ardent love you've shown me?
Lisette (adding to her simulated scorn)
I never loved you.
Baron
Still? I am outraged. You have told me a hundred times, and before
your father.
Lisette
I never said it to you.
Baron
She makes me despair.
Lisette (softening)
No, never, or at least--
Baron
At least?
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