Sgan. (at the window). Mr. Gorgibus, I beg of you to make him come here; let me see him, and ask him, in private, to forgive me, for no doubt he would treat me roughly, and would shame me before everybody. (Gorgibus comes out of his house by the door; Sganarelle by the window.)
Gor. Very well, I will tell him. Sir, he says that he is thoroughly ashamed, and he begs you to come in, so that he may ask you in private to forgive him. Here is the key, you may come in. I beg of you not to refuse me, but give me this satisfaction.
Sgan. There is nothing I can refuse you. You will hear how I will speak to him. (within the house) Ah! so you are here, scoundrel!——My brother, I beg your pardon, I assure you it was not my fault.——Profligate wretch! I will teach you to dare importune Mr. Gorgibus, and plague him with your absurdities!——Ah! my brother … ——Hold your tongue, I tell you.——I would not disoblige … —— … Be silent, rascal.——
Gr.-Re. (coming forward). Who do you think is in your house at present?
Gor. Why! it is the Doctor with his brother Narcissus; they have had a quarrel, but they are making it up.
Gr.-Re. Deuce take it, if they are more than one!
Sgan. (within the house) Drunkard that you are! I will teach you how to behave.——He may well look down! He feels he has done wrong, the good-for-nothing scoundrel! Ah, the hypocrite, how he pretends to be good!
Gr.-Re. (to Gorgibus). Sir, do ask him, just for fun, to make his brother show himself at the window.
Gor. Very well. Sir, pray make your brother show himself at the window.
Sgan. (from the window). He is unworthy of being seen by honourable people; and, besides, I could not bear to have him by the side of me.