SBRI. Yes. Allow me to withdraw.




SCENE V.--ORONTE, MR. DE POURCEAUGNAC.

MR. POUR. Good morning, Sir; good morning.

ORO. Your servant, Sir; your servant.

MR. POUR. You are Mr. Oronte; are you not?

ORO. Yes.

MR. POUR. And I, Mr. de Pourceaugnac.

ORO. Ah, indeed!

MR. POUR. Do you think, Mr. Oronte, that the people of Limoges are
fools?

ORO. Do you think, Mr. de Pourceaugnac, that the people of Paris are
asses?

MR. POUR. Do you imagine, Mr. Oronte, that a man like me can be dying
for a wife?

ORO. Do you imagine, Mr. de Pourceaugnac, that a daughter like mine