Ang. You would like to extract from me some rude answer; but I warn you that you will not have the pleasure of doing so.
Bel. Nothing can equal your impertinence.
Ang. It is of no use, Madam; you will not.
Bel. And you have a ridiculous pride, an impertinent presumption, which makes you the scorn of everybody.
Ang. All this will be useless, Madam. I shall be quiet in spite of you; and to take away from you all hope of succeeding in what you wish, I will withdraw from your presence.
SCENE VIII.—ARGAN, BÉLINE, MR. DIAFOIRUS, T. DIAFOIRUS, TOINETTE.
Arg. (to Angélique, as she goes away). Listen to me! Of two things, one. Either you will marry this gentleman or you will go into a convent. I give you four days to consider. (To Béline) Don’t be anxious; I will bring her to reason.
Bel. I am sorry to leave you, my child; but I have some important business which calls me to town. I shall soon be back.
Arg. Go, my darling; call upon the notary, and tell him to be quick about you know what.
Bel. Good-bye, my child.