Woman on Her Own, False Gods and The Red Robe / Three Plays By Brieux

by Eugène Brieux

Mouzon. You have business relations with him? You used to sell him sheep?

Bridet. Yes, Monsieur.

Mouzon. That's enough for me. Get out!

Bridet. Yes, Monsieur.

Mouzon. And think yourself lucky that I let you go like this.

Bridet. Yes, Monsieur.

Mouzon. In future, before asking to be heard as a witness for the defence in a trial at law, I recommend you to think twice.

Bridet. Rest your mind easy, Monsieur. I swear they'll never get me again!

Mouzon. Sign your interrogatory and be off. If there were not so many easy-going blunderers of your sort, there would be less occasion to complain of the law's delays and hesitations for which the law itself is not responsible.

Bridet. Yes, Monsieur.