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.