That is why I came.

Is it possible that you do not understand me, that you will not pardon me ?" "I do not wish to believe that you are speaking seriously," said Clemence, with increased severity.

"What sort of an idea can you have of me, if you think I will allow such conduct?
And then, even if I were foolish enough for that-which I never shall be--to what would it lead?
You know perfectly well that it is impossible for you to come to the castle, as you are not acquainted with Monsieur de Bergenheim, and I certainly shall not introduce you to him.

My aunt is here, and she would persecute me the whole day long with questions! Mon Dieu! how you disturb me! how unhappy you make me!" "Your aunt never goes out, so she will not see me, unless I am officially received at the chateau, and then there could be no danger." "But the servants she brought with her, and mine, who have seen you in her house! I tell you, the whole thing is as perilous as it is crazy, and you will make me die of fright and chagrin." "If one of those servants should chance to meet me, how could he ever recognize me in this costume?
Do not fear, I shall be prudent! I would live in a log cabin, if necessary, for the joy of seeing you occasionally." Madame de Bergenheim smiled disdainfully.
"That would be quite pastoral," she replied; "but I believe that such disguises are seldom seen now except upon the stage.

If this is a scene out of a play, which you wish to rehearse in order to judge its effect, I warn you that it is entirely lost upon me, and that I consider the play itself very ill-timed, improper, and ridiculous.