Basilio [aside]--Who the devil are they trying to deceive here? Everybody seems to be in it!
Bartolo [aloud]--Well, Basilio--about your lawyer--?
Figaro--You have the whole evening to talk about the lawyer.
Bartolo [to Basilio]--One word; only tell me if you are satisfied with the lawyer.
Basilio [startled]--With the lawyer?
Count [smiling]--Haven't you seen the lawyer?
Basilio [impatient]--Eh? No, I haven't seen the lawyer.
Count [aside to Bartolo]--Do you want him to explain matters before her? Send him away.
Bartolo [low to the Count]--You are right. [To Basilio.] But what made you ill, all of a sudden?
Basilio [angrily]--I don't understand you.