COVIELLE: I'll imitate you.
LUCILE: What's the matter Cléonte? What's wrong with you?
NICOLE: What's the matter with you, Covielle?
LUCILE: What grief possesses you?
NICOLE: What bad humor holds you?
LUCILE: Are you mute, Cléonte?
NICOLE: Have you lost your voice, Covielle?
CLÉONTE: Is this not villainous!
COVIELLE: It's a Judas!
LUCILE: I clearly see that our recent meeting has troubled you.