MR. JOUR. To be sure I have. I wish to be clever, and reason concerning things with people of quality.
MRS. JOUR. Had you not better go to school one of these days, and get the birch, at your age?
MR. JOUR. Why not? Would to heaven I were flogged this very instant, before all the world, so that I might know all they learn at school.
NIC. Yes, to be sure; that would much improve the shape of your leg.
MR. JOUR. Of course.
MRS. JOUR. And all this is very necessary for the management of your house.
MR. JOUR. Certainly. You both speak like asses; and I am ashamed of your ignorance. (To MRS. JOURDAIN) Let me see, for instance, if you know what you are speaking this very moment.
MRS. JOUR. Yes, I know that what I speak is rightly spoken; and that you should think of leading a different life.
MR. JOUR. I do not mean that. I ask you what the words are which you are now speaking.
MRS. JOUR. They are sensible words, I tell you, and that is more than your conduct is.