Madame Doulce is sincere.

She used to love men, now she loves God.

One loves what one can, as one can, and with what one has.

She has become chaste and pious at the fitting age.
She is diligent in the practices of her religion: she goes to Mass on Sundays and feast days, she----" "Well, she is right to go to Mass," asserted Nanteuil "Michon, light a candle for me, to heat my rouge.

I must do my lips again.