Oro. He has thrown some charm upon her. You may be sure that she will change before long. Give me your hand. Come.
Jul. No!
Oro. Ah! What, rebellion! Your hand, I tell you, at once. Ah!
Era. Do not think that it is because of my love for you that I agree to marry you; it is your father only I am in love with, and it is him whom I marry.
Oro. I am truly obliged to you, and I add ten thousand crowns to my daughter's portion. Quick; a notary to draw up the contract.
Era. In the meanwhile, let us enjoy the pleasures of the season, and fetch in those masks whom the report of Mr. de Pourceaugnac's wedding has attracted hither.
SCENE X.——A BALLET
FOOTNOTES
[1.] Pourceaugnac equals pourceau, "a young pig," plus the local ending -gnac.