VAL. Mademoiselle,[3] I am very sorry to bring you such bad news, but,
you would have heard it from some one else, and since your brother is
ill ...
ANG. Ah! say no more, sir, I am your servant, and thank you very much
for the trouble you have taken.
(_Exit_ VALÈRE.)
BAR. Well! what need is there of my having a certificate of my
cuckledom from the notary? So! so! you trollop! I find you with a man
in spite of all my remonstrances, and you want to send me from Gemini
to Capricornus.
ANG. Are you going to scold me for that? This gentleman only just came
to tell me of my brother's serious illness: why should you make that a
subject of quarrel?
CAT. Ah, directly I saw him, I wondered if we should be long in peace.
BAR. You spoil one another, you women; you, Cathau, you corrupt my
wife; she is not half as good now as she was before she had you to
wait upon her.
CAT. Really you treat me in a nice manner.
ANG. Leave the drunkard alone; don't you see that he is so muddled
that he does not even know what he says.