they outlive the things that would fain destroy them,—indifference, denial, and despair."
"But meanwhile the loved object disappears. When it isn't one, it's the other."
"O, I admit that it's a shifting world. But I have a philosophy for that."
"I'm curious to know your philosophy."
"It's a very old one. It's simply to make the most of life while it lasts. I'm very fond of life," said Coquelin, laughing.
"I should say that as yet, from what I know of your history, you have had no great reason to be."
"Nay, it's like a cruel mistress," said Coquelin. "When once you love her, she's absolute. Her hard usage doesn't affect you. And certainly I have nothing to complain of now."
"You're happy here then?"
"Profoundly, mademoiselle, in spite of the Chevalier."
"I should suppose that with your tastes you would prefer something more active, more ardent."
