Chapter 23

ARI. That's right; you are doing wonders!

CLI. What transport! what joy! Ah! how kind fortune is to me!

CHRY. (_to_ CLITANDRE). Come, take her hand and pass before us; take her to her room. Ah! what sweet caresses. (_to_ ARISTE) How moved my heart is before this tenderness; it cheers up one's old age, and I can still remember my youthful loving days.