(As he is going to strike, GÉRONTE gets out of the bag, and SCAPIN runs away.)
GER. (alone). Ah! infamous wretch! ah I rascal! ah! scoundrel! It is thus that you murder me?
SCENE III.—ZERBINETTE, GÉRONTE.
ZER. (laughing, without seeing GÉRONTE). Ah, ah! I must really come and breathe a little.
GER. (aside, not seeing ZERBINETTE). Ah! I will make you pay for it.
ZER. (not seeing GÉRONTE). Ah, ah, ah, ah! What an amusing story! What a good dupe that old man is!
GER. This is no matter for laughter; and you have no business to laugh at it.
ZER. Why? What do you mean, Sir?