You accuse me of creating a vacuum around you.

Who is to blame?
Did I grow tired of a happy and quiet existence?
My friends would have come to see us in a home in accordance with a modest competence.

Can I bring them here?
On seeing all this luxury, this insolent display of my folly, they would ask each other where I obtained all the money I have spent on you.

I may have a mistress, but I have not the right to squander a fortune that does not belong to me.

If my acquaintances learnt to-morrow that it is I who keep you, my future prospects would be destroyed.