MRS. JOUR. (aside, to COVIELLE). Oh! oh!
COV. (aside, to MRS. JOURDAIN). And that it is I, Covielle, who am the interpreter?
MRS. JOUR. (_aside, to _COVIELLE). Ah! if it is so, I give in.
COV. (aside, to MRS. JOURDAIN). Seem not to have any idea of what's going on.
MRS. JOUR. (aloud). Very well, let it be; I consent to the marriage.
MR. JOUR. So, everyone is agreed. (To MRS. JOURDAIN) You would not listen to him. I knew he would explain to you what the son of the Grand Turk is.
MRS. JOUR. He has explained it quite sufficiently, and I am satisfied with it. Let us send for a notary.
DOR. The very thing! And Mrs. Jourdain, in order to set your mind at rest, and that you should lose to-day all feelings of jealousy which you may have felt about your husband, this lady and I will ask the same notary to marry us.
MRS. JOUR. I consent to that also.
MR. JOUR. (aside, to DORANTE). It is to deceive her, is it not?