The Avenged Women or The Feigned Infidelities

Of Madame the Lieutenant’s wife.
The Lieutenant’s wife! oh! Madame, good day;
Admit that by saying the Lieutenant’s wife in this way,
You want to force me to say in my turn,
I am the very humble servant
Of Madame the President’s wife.

No, Madame.

Look, whether it be out of regard or duty,
One only gives honors to receive them.
Until now, little used to this provincial tone,
I want frankness, and not respect;
I am Madame Lek, wife of Mr. Lek,
Modest possessor of three very thin offices,
Lieutenant to a Bailiff, furthermore, Hammer-keeper An official who marked timber for harvest,
And once Assessor, and pillar of the Bar.
I believe that one should not be proud and arrogant
For positions that have only a mediocre price:
Alas! If you knew how people laugh in Paris
At all that!

Madame, in no way...

Listen, if you please, I would not have the time
To reveal the mystery to you,
Which requires these moments of your presence.

I am wrong.

No, forgive me.

Yes, I should have kept silent.

You certainly should have.
Come, embrace each other as sincerely
As two women can.