The Blunderer by Molière
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Trufaldin, pray open the door to these gentry, that they may challenge
us for a throw with the dice. [Footnote: The original has _jouer un momon_. Guy Miege, in his Dictionary of barbarous French. London, 1679 has "_Mommon_, a mummer, also a company of mummers; also a visard, or mask; also a let by a mummer at dice."] (_To Mascarille, disguised as a woman_). Good Heavens! What a pretty creature! What a darling she looks! How now! What are you mumbling? Without offence, may I remove your mask and see your face. TRUF. Hence! ye wicked rogues; begone, ye ragamuffins! And you, sir, good night, and many thanks. SCENE XII.--LELIO, MASCARILLE. LEL. (_After having taken the mask from Mascarille's face_). Mascarille, is it you? MASC. No, not at all; it is somebody else. LEL. Alas! How astonished I am! How adverse is our fate! Could I possibly have guessed this, as you did not secretly inform me that you were going to disguise yourself? Wretch that I am, thoughtlessly to play you such a trick, while you wore this mask. I am in an awful passion |
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