A duel! Surely, that is no great crime.
[Banteringly to Brichanteau, pointing to his sword.
BRICHANTEAU (in the same tone, pointing to Laffemas's wig).
A magistrate?
SAVERNY (low).
Go on!
BRICHANTEAU.
He was capricious, thankless, and
A liar: not worth any real regret.
He went to church, but just to ogle girls.
He was a gallant, a mere libertine,
A fool!
SAVERNY (low).
Good! good!