"And worshipping you downright. My mother was a Roman Catholic. You look like the loveliest of her pictures of the Virgin. I think I will embrace her faith and kneel and adore."
"Robert, Robert, sit still; don't be absurd. I will go to Hortense if you commit extravagances."
"You have stolen my senses. Just now nothing will come into my mind but _les litanies de la sainte Virge. Rose cleste, reine des anges_!"

 and worshipping you downright. My mother was a Roman Catholic. You look like the loveliest of her pictures of the Virgin. I think I will embrace her faith and kneel and adore."
"Robert, sit still; don't be absurd, or I will go to Hortense."
"You have stolen my senses. Heavenly rose, queen of angels!"
