MR. POUR. Help! help! Where shall I run?

ORO. Go; you will do right to have him punished, and he richly
deserves to be hanged.




SCENE XI.--SBRIGANI (_alone_).

Everything has been done according to my wish, and is succeeding
admirably. We will so weary out our provincial that he will only be
too thankful to leave the place.




SCENE XII:--MR. DE POURCEAUGNAC, SBRIGANI.

MR. POUR. Ah! I am murdered! What vexation! What a cursed town!
Assassinated everywhere!

SBRI. What is it, Sir? Has anything new happened?

MR. POUR. Yes; it rains doctors and women in this country.

SBRI. How is that?

MR. POUR. Two jabbering jades have just been accusing me of being
married to both of them, and have threatened me with justice.