SCENE VIII (Cléonte, Covielle, Nicole)
NICOLE:
Ah! I'm glad to have found you. I'm an amba**adress of joy, and I come . . .
CLÉONTE:
Get out, traitor, and don't come to amuse me with your treacherous words.
NICOLE:
Is this how you receive me . . .
CLÉONTE:
Get out, I tell you, and go tell your faithless mistress that she will never again in her life deceive the too trusting Cléonte.
NICOLE:
What caprice is this? My dear Covielle, explain a little what you are trying to say.
COVIELLE:
Your dear Covielle, little hussy? Go, quickly, out of my sight, villainess , and leave me in peace.
NICOLE:
What! You come to me too. . .
COVIELLE:
Out of my sight, I tell you, and never speak to me again.
NICOLE:
My word! What fly has bitten those two? Let's go tell this pretty story to my mistress.