Har. (in a rage, aside to his son). Rascal!
Cle. You are the cause, Madam, of my father scolding me.
Har. (aside, with the same looks). Scoundrel!
Cle. (to Marianne). You will make him ill; for goodness' sake, hesitate no longer.
Fro. (to Marianne). Why so much ceremony? Keep the ring, since the gentleman wishes you to.
Mar. (to Harpagon). I will keep it now, Sir, in order not to make you angry, and I shall take another opportunity of returning it to you.
SCENE XIII.——HARPAGON, MARIANNE, ÉLISE, VALÈRE, FROSINE, BRINDAVOINE.
Brind. Sir, there is a gentleman here who wants to speak to you.
Har. Tell him that I am engaged, and that I cannot see him to-day.
Brind. He says he has some money for you.