MONSIEUR LOYAL I'm giving you time, And until morning I'll hold in abeyance The execution of this conveyance. I shall only come here with ten of my boys To spend the night, without scandal or noise. For the sake of form please bring to me, before You go up to bed, the keys to your door. I'll take care not to disrupt your repose And not to do anything you would oppose. But tomorrow morning you must get set To empty the house, down to the last brochette. My boys will assist you. Each one's a strong lout And will do all he can to help move you out. I'm doing my best to use common sense, And, since I'm treating you with such indulgence, I beg you, sir, to act the same way to me. Let no one bar me from doing my duty. ORGON [aside] With a happy heart I would at once pay The last hundred francs that are mine today For the power and pleasure of hitting his snout With one absolutely sensational clout. CLEANTE [quietly, to ORGON ] Go easy, don't make things worse. |
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