SBRI. He looks like an honest man. (_Exeunt._)

ERA. (_alone_). Ah! ah! Mr. de Pourceaugnac, you will get it
hot! Everything is ready, and I have only to give the word. Soho!
there.




SCENE VII.--ERASTE, AN APOTHECARY.

ERA. I think, Sir, that you are the doctor to whom somebody went to
speak in my name.

APO. No, Sir. I am not the doctor; such an honour does not belong to
me. I am only an unworthy apothecary; at your service.

ERA. Is the doctor at home, then.

APO. Yes; he is in there, trying to get rid quickly of some patients.
I will tell him that you are here.

ERA. No; you need not disturb him; I will wait till he has done. I
have to entrust to his care a certain relation of mine he was told
about today. He is attacked with a sort of madness that we should
like to see cured before we marry him to anyone.

APO. I know; I know all about it. I was there when he was told of
this affair. Upon my word, Sir; upon my word, you could not apply to