MRS. JOUR. (_aloud_). Very well, let it be; I consent to the marriage. MR. JOUR. So, everyone is agreed. (_To_ MRS. JOURDAIN) You would not listen to him. I knew he would explain to you what the son of the Grand Turk is. MRS. JOUR. He has explained it quite sufficiently, and I am satisfied with it. Let us send for a notary. DOR. The very thing! And Mrs. Jourdain, in order to set your mind at rest, and that you should lose to-day all feelings of jealousy which you may have felt about your husband, this lady and I will ask the same notary to marry us. MRS. JOUR. I consent to that also. MR. JOUR. (_aside_, to DORANTE). It is to deceive her, is it not? DOR. (_aside_, to MR. JOURDAIN). We must amuse her with this notion. MR. JOUR. Good, good. (_Aloud_) Let somebody go at once for the notary. DOR. Whilst he draws up the contract, let us see our ballet, and give the entertainment to his Turkish highness. MR. JOUR. It is well thought of. Let us go to our places. MRS. JOUR. And Nicole? MR. JOUR. I give her to the interpreter, and my wife to anyone who will have her. COV. Sir, I thank you. (_Aside_) If it is possible to find a greater fool than this one, I will go and publish it in Rome. BALLET AND DIVERTISSEMENT. End of Project Gutenberg's The Shopkeeper Turned Gentleman, by Moliere