You with your seven or eight thousand francs a year, what could you do toward supplying all the luxuries which a girl like that is in need of?
It would not be enough to keep her carriage.

Take Marguerite for what she is, for a good, bright, pretty girl; be her lover for a month, two months; give her flowers, sweets, boxes at the theatre; but don't get any other ideas into your head, and don't make absurd scenes of jealousy.

You know whom you have to do with; Marguerite isn't a saint.
She likes you, you are very fond of her; let the rest alone.

You amaze me when I see you so touchy; you have the most charming mistress in Paris.

She receives you in the greatest style, she is covered with diamonds, she needn't cost you a penny, unless you like, and you are not satisfied.