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DORINE （She keeps interrupting him； just as he turns and starts to
speak to his daughter）。 If I make bold； sir； 'tis for your own good。
ORGON You're too officious； pray you； hold your tongue。
DORINE 'Tis love of you 。 。 。
ORGON I want none of your love。
DORINE Then I will love you in your own despite。
ORGON You will； eh？
DORINE Yes； your honour's dear to me； I can't endure to see you
made the butt Of all men's ridicule。
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ORGON Won't you be still？
DORINE 'Twould be a sin to let you make this match。
ORGON Won't you be still； I say； you impudent viper！
DORINE What！ you are pious； and you lose your temper？
ORGON I'm all wrought up； with your confounded nonsense； Now；
once for all； I tell you hold your tongue。
DORINE Then mum's the word； I'll take it out in thinking。
ORGON Think all you please； but not a syllable To me about it； or 。 。 。
you understand！
（Turning to his daughter。） As a wise father； I've considered all With
due deliberation。
DORINE I'll go mad If I can't speak。 （She stops the instant he turns his
head。）
ORGON Though he's no lady's man； Tartuffe is well enough 。 。 。
DORINE A pretty phiz！
ORGON So that； although you may not care at all For his best
qualities 。 。 。
DORINE A handsome dowry！
（Orgon turns and stands in front of her； with arms folded； eyeing her。）
Were I in her place； any man should rue it Who married me by force； that's
mighty certain； I'd let him know； and that within a week； A woman's
vengeance isn't far to seek。
ORGON （to Dorine） Sonothing that I say has any weight？
DORINE Eh？ What's wrong now？ I didn't speak to you。
ORGON What were you doing？
DORINE Talking to myself。
ORGON Oh！ Very well。 （Aside。） Her monstrous impudence Must be
chastised with one good slap in the face。
（He stands ready to strike her； and； each time he speaks to his daughter；
he glances toward her； but she stands still and says not a word。） ＇3＇
＇Footnote 3： As given at the Comedie francaise； the action is as
follows： While Orgon says； 〃You must approve of my design；〃 Dorine is
making signs to Mariane to resist his orders； Orgon turns around suddenly；
but Dorine quickly changes her gesture and with the hand which she had
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lifted calmly arranges her hair and her cap。 Orgon goes on； 〃Think of the
husband 。 。 。〃 and stops before the middle of his sentence to turn and catch
the beginning of Dorine's gesture； but he is too quick this time； and Dorine
stands looking at his furious countenance with a sweet and gentle
expression。 He turns and goes on； and the obstinate Dorine again lifts her
hand behind his shoulder to urge Mariane to resistance： this time he
catches her； but just as he swings his shoulder to give her the promised
blow； she stops him by changing the intent of her gesture； and carefully
picking from the top of his sleeve a bit of fluff which she holds carefully
between her fingers； then blows into the air； and watches intently as it
floats away。 Orgon is paralysed by her innocence of expression； and
compelled to hide his rage。Regnier； /Le Tartuffe des Comediens/。＇
ORGON Daughter； you must approve of my design。 。 。 。 Think of this
husband 。 。 。 I have chosen for you。 。 。
（To Dorine） Why don't you talk to yourself？
DORINE Nothing to say。
ORGON One little word more。
DORINE Oh； no； thanks。 Not now。
ORGON Sure； I'd have caught you。
DORINE Faith； I'm no such fool。
ORGON So； daughter； now obedience is the word； You must accept
my choice with reverence。
DORINE （running away） You'd never catch me marrying such a
creature。
ORGON （swinging his hand at her and missing her） Daughter； you've
such a pestilent hussy there I can't live with her longer； without sin。 I can't
discuss things in the state I'm in。 My mind's so flustered by her insolent
talk； To calm myself； I must go take a walk。
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SCENE III MARIANE； DORINE
DORINE Say； have you lost the tongue from out your head？ And
must I speak your role from A to Zed？ You let them broach a project that's
absurd； And don't oppose it with a single word！
MARIANE What can I do？ My father is the master。
DORINE Do？ Everything； to ward off such disaster。
MARIANE But what？
DORINE Tell him one doesn't love by proxy； Tell him you'll marry for
yourself； not him； Since you're the one for whom the thing is done； You
are the one； not he； the man must please； If his Tartuffe has charmed him
so； why let him Just marry him himselfno one will hinder。
MARIANE A father's rights are such； it seems to me； That I could
never dare to say a word。
DORINE Came； talk it out。 Valere has asked your hand： Now do you
love him； pray； or do you not？
MARIANE Dorine！ How can you wrong my love so much； And ask
me such a question？ Have I not A hundred times laid bare my heart to you？
Do you know how ardently I love him？
DORINE How do I know if heart and words agree； And if in honest
truth you really love him？
MARIANE Dorine； you wrong me greatly if you doubt it； I've shown
my inmost feelings； all too plainly。
DORINE So then； you love him？
MARIANE Yes； devotedly。
DORINE And he returns your love； apparently？
MARIANE I think so。
DORINE And you both alike are eager To be well married to each
other？
MARIANE Surely。
DORINE Then what's your plan about this other match？
MARIANE To kill myself； if it is forced upon me。
DORINE Good！ That's a remedy I hadn't thought of。 Just die； and
everything will be all right。 This medicine is marvellous； indeed！ It drives
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me mad to hear folk talk such nonsense。
MARIANE Oh dear； Dorine you get in such a temper！ You have no
sympathy for people's troubles。
DORINE I have no sympathy when folk talk nonsense； And flatten out
as you do； at a pinch。
MARIANE But what can you expect？if one is timid？
DORINE But what is love worth； if it has no courage？
MARIANE Am I not constant in my love for him？ Is't not his place to
win me from my father？
DORINE But if your father is a crazy fool； And quite bewitched with
his Tartuffe？ And breaks His bounden word？ Is that your lover's fault？
MARIANE But shall I publicly refuse and scorn This match； and make
it plain that I'm in love？ Shall I cast off for him； whate'er he be； Womanly
modesty and filial duty？ You ask me to display my love in public 。 。 。 ？
DORINE No； no； I ask you nothing。 You shall be Mister Tartuffe's；
why； now I think of it； I should be wrong to turn you from this marriage。
What cause can I have to oppose your wishes？ So fine a match！ An
excellent good match！ Mister Tartuffe！ Oh ho！ No mean proposal！ Mister
Tartuffe； sure； take it all in all； Is not a man to sneeze atoh； by no means！
'Tis no small luck to be his happy spouse。 The whole world joins to sing
his praise already； He's noblein his parish； handsome too； Red ears and
high complexionoh； my lud！ You'll be too happy； sure； with him for
husband。
MARIANE Oh dear！ 。 。 。
DORINE What joy and pride will fill your heart To be the bride of
such a handsome fellow！
MARIANE Oh； stop； I beg you； try to find some way To help break
off the match。 I quite give in； I'm ready to do anything you say。
DORINE No； no； a daughter must obey her father； Though he should
want to make her wed a monkey。 Besides； your fate is fine。 What could be
better！ You'll take the stage…coach to his little village； And find it full of
uncles and of cousins； Whose conversation will delight you。 Then You'll
be presented in their best society。 You'll even go to call； by way of
welcome； On Mrs。 Bailiff； Mrs。 Tax…Collector； Who'll patronise you with a