La Fl. Yes; much against my will.
Har. Ah! ah!
La Fl. (showing Harpagon one of his doublet pockets). Just look, here is one more pocket. Are you satisfied?
Har. Come, give it up to me without all that fuss.
La Fl. Give you what?
Har. What you have stolen from me.
La Fl. I have stolen nothing at all from you.
Har. Are you telling the truth?
La Fl. Yes.
Har. Good-bye, then, and now you may go to the devil.