I know you laugh at women and say they are no better than monkeys with parrots' heads.

I differ from you.

Lucia is an angel, and I love her as she loves me.

What happens?
One day you take an unreasonable dislike for me, without even warning me of the fact, and then, suddenly, last night, you come home and say she is to marry the Avvocato Gasparo Carnesecchi.

Now, for a man who has taught me that there is no God but reason, all this strikes me as very unreasonable.