DORINE (cont.) By gaining time, we gain our remedy. Sometimes you will feign a strange malady Whose sudden onset will bring some delay; Sometimes an ill-omen will cause you dismay: You saw a corpse and never felt queerer, Dreamt of muddy water, or broke a mirror. The point above all is that no one, I guess, Can force you to marry unless you say, "Yes." But our ship would sail in fairer weather If you were never seen talking together. [To VALERE] Go, and without delay employ each friend To keep him on course toward what we intend. [To MARIANE] We are going to seek help from his brother And we'll also recruit your step-mother. Farewell. VALERE [to MARIANE] Whatever we attempt to do, In truth, my greatest hope resides in you. MARIANE [to VALERE] Although I cannot answer for my father, I vow I'll never belong to another. VALERE How happy you have made me! If they ever . . . DORINE Fie! You young lovers prattle forever! Be off, I say. VALERE [going a step and then returning] Finally . . . DORINE What blather! You go off that way, and you go the other. |
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