Come; I’ll tell you
Yes . . . What are you looking for?
ORGON (looking into a small closet-room)
To see there’s no one there to spy upon us;
That little closet’s mighty fit to hide in.
There! We’re all right now. Mariane, in you
I’ve always found a daughter dutiful
And gentle. So I’ve always love you dearly.
I’m grateful for your fatherly affection.
Well spoken, daughter. Now, prove you deserve it
By doing as I wish in all respects.
To do so is the height of my ambition.
Excellent well. What say you of—Tartuffe?
Yes, you. Look to it how you answer.
Why! I’ll say of him—anything you please.