Diafoirus.
ARG. But I will have it so.
TOI. Fie! nonsense! Don't speak like that.
ARG. Don't speak like that? Why not?
TOI. Dear me, no, don't.
ARG. And why should I not speak like that?
TOI. People will say that you don't know what you are talking about.
ARG. People will say all they like, but I tell you that I will have
her make my promise good.
TOI. I feel sure that she won't.
ARG. Then I will force her to do it.
TOI. She will not do it, I tell you.
ARG. She will, or I will shut her up in a convent
TOI. You?
ARG. I.
TOI. Good!
ARG. How good?
TOI. You will not shut her up in a convent.
ARG. I shall not shut her up in a convent?
TOI. No.
ARG. No?
TOI. No.
ARG. Well, this is cool! I shall not put my daughter in a convent if I
like!
TOI. No, I tell you.
ARG. And who will hinder me?
TOI. You yourself.
ARG. Myself?
TOI. You will never have the heart to do it.
ARG. I shall.
TOI. You are joking.
ARG. I am not joking.
TOI. Fatherly love will hinder you.
ARG. It will not hinder me.
TOI. A little tear or two, her arms thrown round your neck, Or "My
darling little papa," said very tenderly, will be enough to touch your
heart.
ARG. All that will be useless.
TOI. Oh yes!
ARG. I tell you that nothing will move me.
TOI. Rubbish!
ARG. You have no business to say "Rubbish.
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