CLE. In this way shall my revenge shine; in this way shall the strength of my decision to hate her be better displayed; if thinking her most beautiful, most charming, most amiable, I still part from her. Here she is.
SCENE X.—LUCILE, CLÉONTE, COVIELLE, NICOLE.
NIC. (to LUCILE). I was quite shocked at it.
LUC. It can only be what I tell you, Nicole; but there he is.
CLE. (to COVIELLE). I will not condescend even to speak to her.
COV. I will do like you.
LUC. What is it, Cléonte? What can be the matter with you?
NIC. What ails you, Covielle?
LUC. What trouble afflicts you?
NIC. What fit of bad temper has got hold of you?