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The Jealousy Of Le Barbouille
by
DOC
. But what can it be? Now, come, let me know the cause of their dispute.
GOR
. Sir …
DOC
. But in a few words …
GOR
. Yes, yes; but put on your hat.
DOC
. Hat; that is bonnet. Do you know what bonnet comes from?
GOR
. No.
DOC
. It comes from bonum est, it is good, a thing which is good, because it saves one from colds and coughs.
GOR
. Indeed! I did not know that.
DOC
. Now quick, the subject of your quarrel?
GOR
. This is what happened.
DOC
. I hope you are not a man to keep me long when I pray you not to do so. I have some pressing business which calls me to town; still, if I can bring peace to your family, I am willing to stop a moment.
GOR
. I shall soon have done.
DOC
. Be quick, then.
GOR
. It will be said in a moment.
DOC
. We must acknowledge, Mr. Gorgibus, that it is a wonderful gift to be able to say things in a few words, and that great talkers, instead of being heard, become often so wearisome that one cannot listen to them; virtutem primam esse puta compescere linguam. Yes, the best quality of an honest man is silence.
GOR
. You must know then …
DOC
. There are three things which Socrates used to recommend particularly to his disciples: to be careful of one’s actions, to be sober in eating, and to say things in a few words. Begin, Mr. Gorgibus.
GOR
. It is my wish to do so.
DOC
. In a few words, without ceremony, without indulging in a long speech: cut it short with an apophthegm;[6] quick, quick, Mr. Gorgibus, make haste, avoid prolixity.
GOR
. Suffer me to speak then….
DOC
. That’s enough Mr. Gorgibus, you speak too much. Somebody else must tell me what was the cause of their quarrel.
VILL
. You must know, sir, that …
DOC
. You are an ignoramus, an unlearned man, ignorant of all good rules; an ass, in plain English. What! you begin a discourse without a word of exordium! Some one else must tell me what happened; will you, young lady, tell me the particulars of all this noise?
ANG
. Do you see here my fat rascal, my wine-barrel of a husband …
DOC
. Gently, if you please, speak with respect of your husband when you are under the nose of a doctor like me.
ANG
. Ah! I should just think so, doctor! I care little for you or your doctrine, and I am a doctor whenever I please.
DOC
. You, a doctor when you please. A nice doctor you make. You seem to me to do much as you wish…. But, I say, tell me the subject of your uproar.
BAR
. Sir, your honour …
DOC
. You begin well. “Your honour!” this word has something flattering to the ear, something full of magniloquence; “your honour!”
BAR
. According to my will.
DOC
. Quite right…. “According to my will!” the will speaks of a wish, the wish presupposes means to come to one’s ends, and the end presupposes an object. It is well said, “according to my will!”