Figaro. Why so?
Susan. I tell you I won’t lie in this chamber.
Figaro. Well but——
Susan. I don’t like it.
Figaro. Your reason.
Susan. What if I have no reason?—What if I don’t chuse to give my reason?
Figaro. “Ah, ah!—Thus it is when once they think they have us fast.
Susan. “Are you, or are you not my most obedient very humble servant?
Figaro. “Your slave——(Bows very low.)