[ The Duchess remembers her, and must be remembered in turn. It does nothing to improve her mood. ]

Find me once, shame on me. Find me twice-- [ She lets out something close to a cackle. ] Shame on her! Such conduct in public, why I-- why, I would never! Only when I do, but I do so with good cause, much better than hers --I am well. And I, only I, am your lady. 'Tis sweet of you to ask, my dearest.