Comedy plays; Misers -- Drama; Molière, 1622-1673 -- Translations into English
HAR. Every magistrate must take this affair in hand; and if my money
is not found, I shall call justice against justice itself.
OFF. We must take all needful steps. You say there was in that
casket...?
HAR. Ten thousand crowns in cash.
OFF. Ten thousand crowns!
HAR. Ten thousand crowns.
OFF. A considerable theft.
HAR. There is no punishment great enough for the enormity of the
crime; and if it remain unpunished, the most sacred things are no
longer secure.
OFF. In what coins was that sum?
HAR. In good louis d'or and pistoles of full weight.
OFF. Whom do you suspect of this robbery?
HAR. Everybody. I wish you to take into custody the whole town and
suburbs.
OFF. You must not, if you trust me, frighten anybody, but must use
gentle means to collect evidence, in order afterwards to proceed with
more rigour for the recovery of the sum which has been taken from you.
SCENE II.--HARPAGON, THE POLICE OFFICER, MASTER JACQUES.
JAC. (_at the end of the stage, turning back to the door by which he
came in_). I am coming back. Have his throat cut at once; have his
feet singed; put him in boiling water, and hang him up to the ceiling.
HAR. What! Him who has robbed me?
JAC. I was speaking of a sucking pig that your steward has just sent
me; and I want to have it dressed for you after my own fancy.
HAR. This is no longer the question; and you have to speak of
something else to this gentleman.
OFF. (_to_ JACQUES). Don't get frightened. I am not a man to cause any
scandal, and matters will be carried on by gentle means.
JAC. (_to_ HARPAGON). Is this gentleman coming to supper with you?
OFF. You must, in this case, my good man, hide nothing from your
master.
JAC. Indeed, Sir, I will show you all I know, and will treat you in
the best manner I possibly can.
OFF. That's not the question.
JAC. If I do not give as good fare as I should like, it is the fault
of your steward, who has clipped my wings with the scissors of his
economy.
HAR. Rascal! We have other matters to talk about than your supper; and
I want you to tell me what has become of the money which has been
stolen from me.
JAC. Some money has been stolen from you?
HAR. Yes, you rascal! And I'll have you hanged if you don't give it me
back again.
OFF. (_to_ HARPAGON). Pray, don't be hard upon him. I see by his looks
that he is an honest fellow, and that he will tell you all you want to
know without going to prison. Yes, my friend, if you confess, no harm
shall come to you, and you shall be well rewarded by your master. Some
money has been stolen from him, and it is not possible that you know
nothing about it.
JAC. (_aside_). The very thing I wanted in order to be revenged of our
steward. Ever since he came here, he has been the favourite, and his
advice is the only one listened to. Moreover, I have forgotten neither
the cudgelling of to-day nor ...
HAR. What are you muttering about there?
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