Alain. You'll have to drive fast, sir, to do it in the time.
Bev. I shall make my toilette less perfect than usual, and take an elaborate revenge another time.
Enter Desmarets.
Des. Bevannes that you? where are you off to?
Bev. Home, for a short time.
Des. Better stay where you are—the ladies may want your assistance.
Bev. I know—at the ball—
Des. Ball? stuff! If I don't mistake, you'll have something else to think of. Alain, let that prescription be sent to the village immediately.
Alain. Yes, Doctor.
[Exit.