It is of no use, Madam; you will not.
BEL. And you have a ridiculous pride, an impertinent presumption,
which makes you the scorn of everybody.
ANG. All this will be useless, Madam. I shall be quiet in spite of
you; and to take away from you all hope of succeeding in what you
wish, I will withdraw from your presence.
SCENE VIII.--ARGAN, BELINE, MR. DIAFOIRUS, T. DIAFOIRUS, TOINETTE.
ARG. (_to_ ANGELIQUE, _as she goes away_). Listen to me! Of
two things, one. Either you will marry this gentleman or you will go
into a convent. I give you four days to consider. (_To_ BELINE)
Don't be anxious; I will bring her to reason.
BEL. I am sorry to leave you, my child; but I have some important
business which calls me to town. I shall soon be back.
ARG. Go, my darling; call upon the notary, and tell him to be quick
about you know what.
BEL. Good-bye, my child.
ARG. Good-bye, deary.
SCENE IX.--ARGAN, MR. DIAFOIRUS, T. DIAFOIRUS, TOINETTE.
ARG. How much this woman loves me; it is perfectly incredible.
MR. DIA. We shall now take our leave of you, Sir.
ARG. I beg of you, Sir, to tell me how I am.
MR. DIA. (_feeling_ ARGAN'S _pulse_). Now, Thomas, take the
other arm of the gentleman, so that I may see whether you can form a
right judgment on his pulse. _Quid dicis?_
T. DIA. _Dico_ that the pulse of this gentleman is the pulse of a
man who is not well.
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