{"id":50,"date":"2020-05-12T19:59:47","date_gmt":"2020-05-12T23:59:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.ryerson.ca\/tartuffe\/?post_type=chapter&p=50"},"modified":"2020-05-12T19:59:47","modified_gmt":"2020-05-12T23:59:47","slug":"scene-iii-2","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/chapter\/scene-iii-2\/","title":{"raw":"Scene III","rendered":"Scene III"},"content":{"raw":"

MARIANE, DORINE<\/span><\/p>\r\n \r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nSay, have you lost the tongue from out your head?<\/span>\r\nAnd must I speak your role from A to Zed?<\/span>\r\nYou let them broach a project that's absurd,<\/span>\r\nAnd don't oppose it with a single word!<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nWhat can I do? My father is the master.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nDo? Everything, to ward off such disaster.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nBut what?<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nTell him one doesn't love by proxy;<\/span>\r\nTell him you'll marry for yourself, not him;<\/span>\r\nSince you're the one for whom the thing is done,<\/span>\r\nYou are the one, not he, the man must please;<\/span>\r\nIf his Tartuffe has charmed him so, why let him<\/span>\r\nJust marry him himself\u2014no one will hinder.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nA father's rights are such, it seems to me,<\/span>\r\nThat I could never dare to say a word.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nCame, talk it out. Valere has asked your hand:<\/span>\r\nNow do you love him, pray, or do you not?<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nDorine! How can you wrong my love so much,<\/span>\r\nAnd ask me such a question? Have I not<\/span>\r\nA hundred times laid bare my heart to you?<\/span>\r\nDo you know how ardently I love him?<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nHow do I know if heart and words agree,<\/span>\r\nAnd if in honest truth you really love him?<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nDorine, you wrong me greatly if you doubt it;<\/span>\r\nI've shown my inmost feelings, all too plainly.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nSo then, you love him?<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nYes, devotedly.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nAnd he returns your love, apparently?<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nI think so.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nAnd you both alike are eager<\/span>\r\nTo be well married to each other?<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nSurely.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nThen what's your plan about this other match?<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nTo kill myself, if it is forced upon me.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nGood! That's a remedy I hadn't thought of.<\/span>\r\nJust die, and everything will be all right.<\/span>\r\nThis medicine is marvellous, indeed!<\/span>\r\nIt drives me mad to hear folk talk such nonsense.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nOh dear, Dorine you get in such a temper!<\/span>\r\nYou have no sympathy for people's troubles.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nI have no sympathy when folk talk nonsense,<\/span>\r\nAnd flatten out as you do, at a pinch.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nBut what can you expect?\u2014if one is timid?\u2014<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nBut what is love worth, if it has no courage?<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nAm I not constant in my love for him?<\/span>\r\nIs't not his place to win me from my father?<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nBut if your father is a crazy fool,<\/span>\r\nAnd quite bewitched with his Tartuffe? And breaks<\/span>\r\nHis bounden word? Is that your lover's fault?<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nBut shall I publicly refuse and scorn<\/span>\r\nThis match, and make it plain that I'm in love?<\/span>\r\nShall I cast off for him, whate'er he be,<\/span>\r\nWomanly modesty and filial duty?<\/span>\r\nYou ask me to display my love in public . . .\u00a0?<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nNo, no, I ask you nothing. You shall be<\/span>\r\nMister Tartuffe's; why, now I think of it,<\/span>\r\nI should be wrong to turn you from this marriage.<\/span>\r\nWhat cause can I have to oppose your wishes?<\/span>\r\nSo fine a match! An excellent good match!<\/span>\r\nMister Tartuffe! Oh ho! No mean proposal!<\/span>\r\nMister Tartuffe, sure, take it all in all,<\/span>\r\nIs not a man to sneeze at\u2014oh, by no means!<\/span>\r\n'Tis no small luck to be his happy spouse.<\/span>\r\nThe whole world joins to sing his praise already;<\/span>\r\nHe's noble\u2014in his parish; handsome too;<\/span>\r\nRed ears and high complexion\u2014oh, my lud!<\/span>\r\nYou'll be too happy, sure, with him for husband.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nOh dear! . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nWhat joy and pride will fill your heart<\/span>\r\nTo be the bride of such a handsome fellow!<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nOh, stop, I beg you; try to find some way<\/span>\r\nTo help break off the match. I quite give in,<\/span>\r\nI'm ready to do anything you say.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nNo, no, a daughter must obey her father,<\/span>\r\nThough he should want to make her wed a monkey.<\/span>\r\nBesides, your fate is fine. What could be better!<\/span>\r\nYou'll take the stage-coach to his little village,<\/span>\r\nAnd find it full of uncles and of cousins,<\/span>\r\nWhose conversation will delight you. Then<\/span>\r\nYou'll be presented in their best society.<\/span>\r\nYou'll even go to call, by way of welcome,<\/span>\r\nOn Mrs. Bailiff, Mrs. Tax-Collector,<\/span>\r\nWho'll patronise you with a folding-stool.<\/span>\r\nThere, once a year, at carnival, you'll have<\/span>\r\nPerhaps\u2014a ball; with orchestra\u2014two bag-pipes;<\/span>\r\nAnd sometimes a trained ape, and Punch and Judy;<\/span>\r\nThough if your husband . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nOh, you'll kill me. Please<\/span>\r\nContrive to help me out with your advice.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nI thank you kindly.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nOh! Dorine, I beg you . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nTo serve you right, this marriage must go through.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nDear girl!<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nNo.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nIf I say I love Valere . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nNo, no. Tartuffe's your man, and you shall taste him.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nYou know I've always trusted you; now help me . . .<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nNo, you shall be, my faith! Tartuffified.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nWell, then, since you've no pity for my fate<\/span>\r\nLet me take counsel only of despair;<\/span>\r\nIt will advise and help and give me courage;<\/span>\r\nThere's one sure cure, I know, for all my troubles.<\/span>\r\n\r\n(She starts to go.)<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nThere, there! Come back. I can't be angry long.<\/span>\r\nI must take pity on you, after all.<\/span>\r\n\r\nMARIANE<\/span>\r\nOh, don't you see, Dorine, if I must bear<\/span>\r\nThis martyrdom, I certainly shall die.<\/span>\r\n\r\nDORINE<\/span>\r\nNow don't you fret. We'll surely find some way.<\/span>\r\nTo hinder this . . . But here's Valere, your lover.<\/span>","rendered":"

MARIANE, DORINE<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nSay, have you lost the tongue from out your head?<\/span>
\nAnd must I speak your role from A to Zed?<\/span>
\nYou let them broach a project that’s absurd,<\/span>
\nAnd don’t oppose it with a single word!<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nWhat can I do? My father is the master.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nDo? Everything, to ward off such disaster.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nBut what?<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nTell him one doesn’t love by proxy;<\/span>
\nTell him you’ll marry for yourself, not him;<\/span>
\nSince you’re the one for whom the thing is done,<\/span>
\nYou are the one, not he, the man must please;<\/span>
\nIf his Tartuffe has charmed him so, why let him<\/span>
\nJust marry him himself\u2014no one will hinder.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nA father’s rights are such, it seems to me,<\/span>
\nThat I could never dare to say a word.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nCame, talk it out. Valere has asked your hand:<\/span>
\nNow do you love him, pray, or do you not?<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nDorine! How can you wrong my love so much,<\/span>
\nAnd ask me such a question? Have I not<\/span>
\nA hundred times laid bare my heart to you?<\/span>
\nDo you know how ardently I love him?<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nHow do I know if heart and words agree,<\/span>
\nAnd if in honest truth you really love him?<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nDorine, you wrong me greatly if you doubt it;<\/span>
\nI’ve shown my inmost feelings, all too plainly.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nSo then, you love him?<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nYes, devotedly.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nAnd he returns your love, apparently?<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nI think so.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nAnd you both alike are eager<\/span>
\nTo be well married to each other?<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nSurely.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nThen what’s your plan about this other match?<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nTo kill myself, if it is forced upon me.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nGood! That’s a remedy I hadn’t thought of.<\/span>
\nJust die, and everything will be all right.<\/span>
\nThis medicine is marvellous, indeed!<\/span>
\nIt drives me mad to hear folk talk such nonsense.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nOh dear, Dorine you get in such a temper!<\/span>
\nYou have no sympathy for people’s troubles.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nI have no sympathy when folk talk nonsense,<\/span>
\nAnd flatten out as you do, at a pinch.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nBut what can you expect?\u2014if one is timid?\u2014<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nBut what is love worth, if it has no courage?<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nAm I not constant in my love for him?<\/span>
\nIs’t not his place to win me from my father?<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nBut if your father is a crazy fool,<\/span>
\nAnd quite bewitched with his Tartuffe? And breaks<\/span>
\nHis bounden word? Is that your lover’s fault?<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nBut shall I publicly refuse and scorn<\/span>
\nThis match, and make it plain that I’m in love?<\/span>
\nShall I cast off for him, whate’er he be,<\/span>
\nWomanly modesty and filial duty?<\/span>
\nYou ask me to display my love in public . . .\u00a0?<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nNo, no, I ask you nothing. You shall be<\/span>
\nMister Tartuffe’s; why, now I think of it,<\/span>
\nI should be wrong to turn you from this marriage.<\/span>
\nWhat cause can I have to oppose your wishes?<\/span>
\nSo fine a match! An excellent good match!<\/span>
\nMister Tartuffe! Oh ho! No mean proposal!<\/span>
\nMister Tartuffe, sure, take it all in all,<\/span>
\nIs not a man to sneeze at\u2014oh, by no means!<\/span>
\n‘Tis no small luck to be his happy spouse.<\/span>
\nThe whole world joins to sing his praise already;<\/span>
\nHe’s noble\u2014in his parish; handsome too;<\/span>
\nRed ears and high complexion\u2014oh, my lud!<\/span>
\nYou’ll be too happy, sure, with him for husband.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nOh dear! . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nWhat joy and pride will fill your heart<\/span>
\nTo be the bride of such a handsome fellow!<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nOh, stop, I beg you; try to find some way<\/span>
\nTo help break off the match. I quite give in,<\/span>
\nI’m ready to do anything you say.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nNo, no, a daughter must obey her father,<\/span>
\nThough he should want to make her wed a monkey.<\/span>
\nBesides, your fate is fine. What could be better!<\/span>
\nYou’ll take the stage-coach to his little village,<\/span>
\nAnd find it full of uncles and of cousins,<\/span>
\nWhose conversation will delight you. Then<\/span>
\nYou’ll be presented in their best society.<\/span>
\nYou’ll even go to call, by way of welcome,<\/span>
\nOn Mrs. Bailiff, Mrs. Tax-Collector,<\/span>
\nWho’ll patronise you with a folding-stool.<\/span>
\nThere, once a year, at carnival, you’ll have<\/span>
\nPerhaps\u2014a ball; with orchestra\u2014two bag-pipes;<\/span>
\nAnd sometimes a trained ape, and Punch and Judy;<\/span>
\nThough if your husband . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nOh, you’ll kill me. Please<\/span>
\nContrive to help me out with your advice.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nI thank you kindly.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nOh! Dorine, I beg you . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nTo serve you right, this marriage must go through.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nDear girl!<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nNo.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nIf I say I love Valere . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nNo, no. Tartuffe’s your man, and you shall taste him.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nYou know I’ve always trusted you; now help me . . .<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nNo, you shall be, my faith! Tartuffified.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nWell, then, since you’ve no pity for my fate<\/span>
\nLet me take counsel only of despair;<\/span>
\nIt will advise and help and give me courage;<\/span>
\nThere’s one sure cure, I know, for all my troubles.<\/span><\/p>\n

(She starts to go.)<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nThere, there! Come back. I can’t be angry long.<\/span>
\nI must take pity on you, after all.<\/span><\/p>\n

MARIANE<\/span>
\nOh, don’t you see, Dorine, if I must bear<\/span>
\nThis martyrdom, I certainly shall die.<\/span><\/p>\n

DORINE<\/span>
\nNow don’t you fret. We’ll surely find some way.<\/span>
\nTo hinder this . . . But here’s Valere, your lover.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"menu_order":3,"template":"","meta":{"pb_show_title":"on","pb_short_title":"","pb_subtitle":"","pb_authors":[],"pb_section_license":""},"chapter-type":[],"contributor":[],"license":[],"class_list":["post-50","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"part":42,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/50","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/50\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":51,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/50\/revisions\/51"}],"part":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/parts\/42"}],"metadata":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapters\/50\/metadata\/"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=50"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"chapter-type","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/pressbooks\/v2\/chapter-type?post=50"},{"taxonomy":"contributor","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/contributor?post=50"},{"taxonomy":"license","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/tartuffe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/license?post=50"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}