And I'll go straightway and inform my mistress
How pleased you are at her recovery.



SCENE VI
ORGON, CLEANTE


CLEANTE
Brother, she ridicules you to your face;
And I, though I don't want to make you angry,
Must tell you candidly that she's quite right.
Was such infatuation ever heard of?
And can a man to-day have charms to make you
Forget all else, relieve his poverty,
Give him a home, and then . . . ?

ORGON
Stop there, good brother,
You do not know the man you're speaking of.

CLEANTE
Since you will have it so, I do not know him;
But after all, to tell what sort of man
He is . . .

ORGON
Dear brother, you'd be charmed to know him;
Your raptures over him would have no end.