BELISE: Me, too.
ARAMINTE: Embrace me, sis.
BELISE: Sis, how I love you. Yes, we are truly sisters today.
ARAMINTE: You know, good hearts are always made for love. You would
have stayed a maid. What folly!
BELISE: Like you, I wonder how we made that imprudent vow thirty years
ago.
ARAMINTE: The one you love, you have freely. Without doubt, dear
sister, wise as you are, you have meditated over the choice that
you've made.
BELISE: You whose taste is so fine, so exquisite, undoubtedly you made
your choice with discernment.
ARAMINTE: Lively, playful, humorous. He's an amiable young man.
BELISE: The one that I love is young and yet respectable; wise, grave,
self possessed.
ARAMINTE: Mine always has the air--
BELISE: A solidity--
ARAMINTE: Brilliant like a flash of lightning.
BELISE: Who rarely speaks but with weight and measure.
ARAMINTE: Mine talks ceaselessly and about everything. But always
well.
BELISE: Like you, I see you and I have chosen our spouses according to
our characters.
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