I hear the same maudlin protest from the duchess.

She, too, is under the spell of this girl, and mourns over her trumped-up grief like a parish priest at a bishop's funeral." "But, my lord, consider the creature your daughter is to marry," said Hymbercourt.

"He is but a child, less than fourteen years of age, and is weak in mind and body.

Surely, it is a wretched fate for your daughter." "I tell you the girl is perverse," interrupted the duke.

"She would raise a storm were the Dauphin a paragon of manliness.