LEL. Before I take my leave of you for ever, I will at least here tell
you that...
CEL. What! are you insolent enough to speak to me again?
LEL. I own my insolence is great, and yet your choice is such I should
not be greatly to blame if I upbraided you. Live, live contented, and
laugh when you think of me, as well as your worthy husband, of whom you
have reason to be proud.
CEL. Yes, traitor, I will live so, and I trust most earnestly that the
thought of my happiness may disturb you.
LEL. Why this outbreak of passion?
CEL. You pretend to be surprised, and ask what crimes you have committed?