Toi. That is very well, Sir, but, all the same, I advise you, between ourselves, to choose another husband for her; she is not of a make to become a Mrs. Diafoirus.
Arg. But I will have it so.
Toi. Fie! nonsense! Don’t speak like that.
Arg. Don’t speak like that? Why not?
Toi. Dear me, no, don’t.
Arg. And why should I not speak like that?
Toi. People will say that you don’t know what you are talking about.
Arg. People will say all they like, but I tell you that I will have her make my promise good.
Toi. I feel sure that she won’t.
Arg. Then I will force her to do it.