Oro. T his Mr. de Pourceaugnac owes a great deal to ten or twelve merchants?
Sbri. Yes, Sir; and for de last eight months ve hafe obtain one littel judgment against him, and he put off all de credeetors till dis marriage vat Mr. Oronte gifes to his tauchter.
Oro. Ho! ho! So he puts off paying his creditors till then?
Sbri. Yes, Sir; and vid great defotion ve all wait for dis marriage.
Oro. The idea is not bad. (Aloud) I wish you good day.
Sbri. I tank de gentleman for de favour great.
Oro. Your very humble servant.
Sbri. I pe, Sir, more great obliged don all py de goot news vat the Mister gife me. (Alone, after having taken off his beard, and taken off the Flemish dress which he has put over his) Things don't go badly. All is going on swimmingly. I must throw off this disguise and think of something else. We will put so much suspicion between the father-in-law and his son-in-law that the intended marriage must come to nothing. They are both equally fit to swallow the baits that are laid for them, and it is mere child's play for us great sharpers when we find such easy gulls.
SCENE IV.——MR. DE POURCEAUGNAC, SBRIGANI.
Mr. Pour. (thinking himself alone). Piglialo sù, piglialo sù, Signor Monsu. What the deuce does it all mean? (Seeing Sbrigani) Ah!