“Well, I obey you.”
“That is truly fortunate.”
“Monsieur is dead.”
“Ah, peste! there’s news! And where do you come from, to be able to tell us that?”
“I come from Orleans, mademoiselle.”
“And is that all the news you bring?”
“Ah, no; I am come to tell you that Madame Henrietta of England is coming to marry the king’s brother.”
“Indeed, Malicorne, you are insupportable with your news of the last century. Now, mind, if you persist in this bad habit of laughing at people, I will have you turned out.”
“Oh!”
“Yes; for really you exasperate me.”