[Parrying with his arm, like a fencing-master giving a
lesson] Hand high! Foot out! Monsieur, at your age, you should
know better than that! [He takes the sword from PERCINET with his
naked hand, and returns it as he bows.] What, are you stopping
your fencing-lesson so soon?
PERCINET. [Exasperated, as he takes back the sword] I'm going
away. Here I am treated like a child. I shall have my revenge.
I am going to seek my romance--true romance: love-affairs, duels,
and--Ah, Don Juan, I will scandalize your ghost! I will elope with
actresses! [He dashes out, brandishing his sword.]
STRAFOREL. Very well, but who is going to pay me? [Looking in
the distance] Stop there! Here's someone else.
[Enter BERGAMIN and PASQUINOT, their hair and clothes ruffled, as
if they had been fighting.]
PASQUINOT. [Readjusting his clothes and holding BERGAMIN's wig]
Here's your wig!
BERGAMIN. And here's yours!
PASQUINOT. After this, you can't imagine I'll--?
BERGAMIN. I would no more live with you now than--
[Enter SYLVETTE.]
PASQUINOT. My daughter!--Say nothing about this!
SYLVETTE. [Throwing her arms about her father's neck] Papa, I
can't marry Percinet!
[Enter the NOTARY and four WITNESSES.
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