Besides, I would actually be insufferable if I were wealthy.

[ He laughs a little, and smiles at Bastien as he says - ]

I've enough of the nobility's poison in me that if I hadn't drunk deep of poverty, I'd be a nasty and envenomed little thing. But the tonic of rubbing elbows with decent folk did cure me of it. Maybe the one thing I'm grateful to my father for.

[ Then: ]

Conjoint isn't bad.