NIC. To tell you the truth, Madam, I am delighted to find you think so; for if the master pleases you, the servant pleases me as well, and I wish our own marriage could take place at the same time as theirs.
MRS. JOUR. Go, then, and speak to him about what I told you; and tell him to come presently, that we may both together ask my husband to grant him my daughter.
NIC. I run with joy, Madam, and I could not receive a more pleasant order. (Alone.) How happy I am going to make certain people!
SCENE VIII.—NICOLE, CLÉONTE, COVIELLE.
NIC. Ah, what a lucky meeting! I am a messenger of joy, and I came….
CLE. Leave me, false woman, and don't think of deceiving me with your treacherous words.
NIC. Do you receive me in that way?
CLE. Leave me, I say, and go and tell your faithless mistress that she never shall again deceive the too credulous Cléonte.
NIC. What a change? My poor Covielle, tell me, I pray, what all this means.
COV. Your poor Covielle, indeed, you wicked girl! Go, minx! decamp; get out of my sight as fast as you can, and leave me alone!