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Marguerite:
Do you know what I asked Prudence to do tomorrow?

Armand:
No, what?

Marguerite:
Sell everything, pay everything so I could take a flat like Nichette's with what I have left.

Armand:
Really? You mean you'd give up everything for me?

Marguerite:
Everything in the world. Everything. Never be jealous again. Never doubt that I love you more than the world. More than myself.

Armand:
Then, marry me.

Marguerite:
What?

Armand:
I married you today. Every word the priest said was meant for us. In my heart, I made all the vows to you.

Marguerite:
And I to you.

Armand:
Then...

Marguerite:
No, no, that isn't fitting. Let me love you. Let me live for you. But don't let me ask any more from Heaven than that - God might get angry.