Doctor: What are you laughing at?
Harlequin: You! (Bursts with laughter.)
Doctor (to Pierrot): He doesn’t believe in medicine?
Pierrot: No, apparently only in you.
Doctor: What a curious invalid! Your pulse, please. Oho, I can't count quickly enough! Show your tongue.
Harlequin: To whom?
Doctor: To me!
Harlequin: Oh, to you? Delighted! (Shows his tongue.)
Doctor: Thank you.
Harlequin: Please. (Shows his tongue again.)
Doctor: Enough, enough!
Harlequin: Oh, that's quite all right! (Shows it again.)
Doctor: I’ve seen it already.
Harlequin: Just as you like. (Puts in his tongue.)
Doctor: I’ve got to listen to you.
Harlequin: What shall I talk about?
Doctor: No, I say: I’ve got to listen to you.
Harlequin: Well, and I ask you, what about?
Doctor: You don’t understand me.
Harlequin: You? No, no, no, never! People like me can see right through you; but people
