I am not vain enough to suppose that I could win her heart, but unfortunately there are many who cannot forgive the power of attraction which she exerts over me as well as upon all.

So many men gladly visit Barine's house that there are an equal number of women who would rejoice to close it.

Among them, of course, is Iras.

She dislikes my friend; nay, I fear that what you witness yonder is the apple she flung in order, if not to ruin, at least to drive her from the city, ere the Queen--may the gods grant her victory!--ere Cleopatra returns.

You know your niece Iras.