"He distrusts me.
Whatever I may want for myself is refused before I ask it; but as for what flatters his vanity and proclaims his wealth, I have no occasion to express a wish.

He decorates my apartments; he spends enormous sums upon my entertainments; my servants, my opera-box, all external matters are maintained with the utmost splendor.

His vanity spares no expense; he would trim his children's swaddling-clothes with lace if he could, but he would never hear their cries, or guess their needs.

Do you understand me?
I am covered with diamonds when I go to court; I wear the richest jewels in society, but I have not one farthing I can use.

Madame du Tillet, who, they say, is envied, who appears to float in gold, has not a hundred francs she can call her own.