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Page 9
Girard
In malice, Lisette is fertile, yet I love her, I adore her, and I will
make her my wife. But, what am I saying? I ought to remember, Madame--
(ironically) that you don't give Lisettes to Girards. As I am only a
tax collector, I ought through respect for you, her, and myself, to let
her marry your lover.
Widow
At her age, to manage, under my eyes, three lovers at the same time!
Coquettes of Paris and coquettes of the country--some ready language,
some trickery. My word, all is equal for coquetry.
Girard (ironically)
You intended to give her to some great lord.
Widow
Ah, I will give her to the devil, with all my heart.
Girard
I beg you for preference over him at least.
Widow
So be it but at least provide me some confidence that you will
succeed.
Girard
You know all. We must lure our credulous, stupid, avaricious,
and amorous Baron with this false lottery into offering Lisette
marriage, and if she accepts, for Argon to see she's engaged.
Widow
Lisette ought to give up Argon for the Baron. The Baron is rich and
the trick is so good.
Girard
Yes, but I mustn't lose Lisette.
Widow
If Argon is undeceived, I will be satisfied.
Girard
May he see her half-married to the Baron.
Widow
Completely married, if necessary.
Girard
Completely? Hell, no!
Widow
He's coming.
Girard
My insurance which I well know how to use--
(Enter Baron. Girard presents a packet to the Baron.)
Girard
I am returning from the post office and I have the honor to give
the gentleman what he asked me to bring.
(Exit Girard.)
Baron (to Widow)
Neighbor, my love is going to make me despair. Lisette intends to
leave.
Widow
I take the place of mother to her. I guarantee her tender, wise, and
sincere. You don't know how much she is worth. She wants a contract,
that's her only fault. And, you don't wish to make one.
Baron
I intend to marry her. Who told you otherwise? But, to do such a
thing, the later the better. I will marry when I am much older.
Widow
Eh! You are old enough, sir, for a wife.
Baron
I am very irresolute. I blame myself for it. Ha, ha, good, this letter
is from one of my friends. It's for the lottery we've all subscribed
to.
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