SCENE II.

BLAISE, BLAISINE, A COURT OFFICER

AND TWO BAILIFFS.

A BAILIFF, speaking through his nose.

We come, Sir, to execute a seizure upon you on behalf of Mr. Pince, your landlord.

BLAISINE.

What!

BLAISE, mimicking the Bailiff.

Peace: we come, Sir, to present...

THE BAILIFF, louder.

We come, Sir, to execute a seizure upon you on behalf of Mr. Pince, your landlord, rod-bearing court officer at the Châtelet of Paris, and owner of this house.

BLAISINE.

Hey! Well, I told you so; how unhappy I am!

BLAISE.

By God!

BLAISINE.

QUARTET.

Hey! Well, hey! Well, are you satisfied?

BLAISE.

No, by God, Mathurin is waiting for me.

THE BAILIFF, singing through his nose.

Write, write.

BLAISINE.

Are you in a hurry to drink?

THE BAILIFF.

Write down a cupboard...

BLAISINE.

Can you pay, can you pay?