'S WIFE. Away, go about your business, wheedle your mistresses,
tell them you love them, caress them even, but give me back my picture,
and do not make a jest of me. (_She snatches the picture from him and
runs away_).
SGAN. So you think to escape me; but I shall get hold of it again in
spite of you.
SCENE VII.--LELIO, GROS-RENE.
GR.-RE. Here we are at last; but, sir, if I might be so bold, I should
like you to tell me one thing.
LEL. Well, speak.
GR.-RE. Are you possessed by some devil or other, that you do not sink
under such fatigues as these? For eight whole days we have been riding
long stages, and have not been sparing of whip and spur to urge on
confounded screws, whose cursed trot shook us so very much that, for my
part, I feel as if every limb was out of joint; without mentioning a
worse mishap which troubles me very much in a place I will not mention.
And yet, no sooner are you at your journey's end, than you go out well
and hearty, without taking rest, or eating the least morsel.
LEL. My haste may well be excused, for I am greatly alarmed about the
report of Celia's marriage.
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