_Dal._ [_Anxiously._] No; if you love me, do not meddle with it.
_Mad._ Are you then averse to marrying your sister?
_Dal._ I must go now. I will talk with you about it on my return. [_Going._]
_Mad._ Are you displeased at my interference?
_Mad._ Hear me. Perhaps it is concerning her fortune?
_Mad._ What does this conduct mean? I do not comprehend it. It is impossible that my husband--No, he is too wise to have anything to reproach himself with.
_Ang._ If I could speak with Martuccia! [_Not seeing_ Madame D.]
_Ang._ [_Uneasily._] I am going away, Madame.
_Mad._ Hear me, my child; if you are disturbed about the affair of the convent, do not think I have any hand in it. It is just the reverse; I love you, and will do all I can to render you happy.
_Ang._ [_Aside, weeping._] What duplicity!
_Mad._ What's the matter? you are weeping.
_Ang._ [_Aside._] How much she has deceived me! [_Wipes her eyes._]
_Ang._ Oh, the embarrassments of my brother.
_Mad._ The embarrassments of your brother!
_Ang._ Yes; no one knows them better than you.
_Mad._ What do you say? Explain yourself, if you please.
_Pic._ Here, sir. [_Coming out of_ Geronte's _apartment._]
_Ger._ [_With impatience._] Well, where is Dorval?
_Pic._ He is waiting for you, sir, in your room.
_Ger._ He in my room, and you said nothing about it?
_Ger._ [_Seeing_ Angelica _and_ Madame D., _he speaks to_ Angelica, _turning as he speaks towards_ Madame D., _that she may hear him._] What are you doing here? I wish to have none of your family. Go away.
_Ger._ I tell you, go. [_Exit_ Angelica, _mortified._
_Ger._ [_Turning towards the door by which_ Angelica _has gone out, but from time to time looking at_ Madame D.] This is strange. This is impertinent. She wants to annoy me. There is another staircase for going down into the other apartment. I will shut up this door.
_Mad._ Do not be offended, sir; as to myself, I assure you--
_Ger._ [_He wants to go into his room, but not to pass_ Madame D., _and says to_ Piccardo.] Tell me, is Dorval in my room?
_Mad._ [_Perceiving the embarrassment of_ Geronte, _steps back._] Pass on, sir; I will not be in your way.
_Ger._ [_Passing, salutes her._] My lady--I will shut up the door. [_Goes into his room, and_ Piccardo _follows him._]