Act 1 Scene 6

Question 1

Orante. Alas! my poor sweetheart! How was that, my own dear darling boy?

Answer 1

That maid of yours, Toinette, has grown more insolent than ever.

Question 2

Orante. Don’t excite yourself.

Answer 2

She has put me in a rage, my dove.

Question 3

Orante. Calm calm, my sweet.

Answer 3

She has been thwarting me for the last hour about everything I want to do.

Question 4

Orante. There, there; never mind.

Answer 4

And has had the impudence to say that I am not ill.

Question 5

Orante. She is an impertinent hussy.

Answer 5

You know, my soul, what the truth is?

Question 6

Orante. Yes, my darling, she is wrong.

Answer 6

My own dear, that witch will be the death of me.

Question 7

Orante. Now, don’t, don’t.

Answer 7

She is the cause of all my bile.

Question 8

Orante. Don’t be so angry.

Answer 8

And I have asked you ever so many times to send her away.

Question 9

Toi. (in a soft tone). I, Madam? Alas! I don’t know what you mean, and my only aim is to please monsieur
in everything.

Answer 9

Ah! The deceitful girl!

Question 10

Orante. There is not much harm in that, and I happen to think that she is right.

Answer 10

Ah! dearest, do you believe her? She is a vile, mean trollop, and has said a hundred insolent things to
me, only today.

Question 11

Orante. Well, I believe you, my dear. Come, compose yourself; and you, Toinette, listen to me. If ever you
make my husband angry again, I will send you away. Come, give me his fur cloak and some pillows, that I may
make him comfortable in his arm-chair. You are all anyhow. Pull your night-cap right down over your ears; there
is nothing that gives people such bad colds as letting in the air through the ears.

Answer 11

Ah, my turtle dove! how much obliged I am to you for all the care you take of me.

Question 12

And this other to keep you from the evening damp.

Answer 12

Ah, witch! you want to smother
me.

Question 13

Orante. Now, now; what was all that about?

Answer 13

Ah! I can’t take any more of this.

Question 14

Orante. But why do you get into such a stress? She was only trying to help.

Answer 14

You don’t know, darling, the wickedness of that villainous baggage. She has altogether upset me, and I
shall want more than eight different mixtures and twelve injections to remedy the evil.

Question 15

Orante. Come, come, my sweetheart, compose yourself a little.

Answer 15

My pet, you are my only consolation.

Question 16

Orante. Poor little muppet!

Answer 16

To repay you for all the love you have for me, my darling, I will, as I told you, make my will.

Question 17

Orante. Ah, my soul! do not let us speak of that, I beseech you. I cannot bear to think of it, and the very word
“will” makes me die of grief.

Answer 17

I had asked you to speak to our notary about it.

Question 18

Orante As it happens he is waiting in your study. I met him on the way home.

Answer 18

Make him come in then, my life!