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MRS. ARGANT.
I believe so.
THE SOLDIER.
It is only for one night, we are not staying in this city.
MRS. ARGANT.
In that case, Crispin, take him to the room upstairs.
THE SOLDIER, to Crispin.
Tell me then, is it far from there to the kitchen?
CRISPIN.
Why?
THE SOLDIER.
Because we could have taken a break there.
CRISPIN.
Ah! my faith, my friend, I am very sorry, but there is nothing.
THE SOLDIER.
I can then go to bed whenever I wish, I will not die of indigestion.
(They exit.)
SCENE VII.
MRS. ARGANT alone.
My husband is out, what happiness! That is surely for until three o'clock in the morning. Ah! so much the better, his presence is not pleasant enough to be missed ..... So this is what marriage is reduced to; and the price we receive for the sacrifice of our liberty!
ARIETTA.
All the wishes of a young girl
Have the hymen marriage as their first object,
Ardently she wishes
For the pleasures she promises herself in it,
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