Marguerite:
Monsieur, suppose I told you I have a feeling I shan't live very long.
Monsieur Duval:
Well, then I scold you for being fanciful and a little foolish. What you probably feel is the melancholy of happiness, that mood that comes over all of us when we realize that even *love* can't remain a flood tide forever.
Marguerite:
Oh, Armand. I'm doomed.
Monsieur Duval:
With him, you're both doomed.
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