Monsieur De Pourceaugnac

by Molière

Sbri. And when I have taken him where I mean…. (Whispers.)

Era. All right.

Sbri. And when the father has been forewarned by me…. (Whispers.)

Era. Nothing could be better.

Sbri. Here is our young lady. Go quickly; she must not see us together.

SCENE II.——MR. DE POURCEAUGNAC (as a lady), SBRIGANI.

Sbri. For my part, I don't think any one can know you, and you look exactly like a lady of birth.

Mr. Pour. I am so astonished that in this province the forms of justice should not be observed.

Sbri. Yes; as I have already told you, they begin by hanging a man, and try him afterwards.

Mr. Pour. What unjust justice!