Act,  scene

 1   Ch     |        Damis, son of Orgon~Mariane, daughter of Orgon, in love with Valere~
 2    1,   1|          mother ...~Madame Pernelle~Daughter, by your leave, your conduct~
 3    1,   1|           And don’t ...~[To Elmire]~Daughter, good-bye; not one word
 4    1,   2|             as much as mother, son,~Daughter, and wife. He tells him
 5    1,   6|             had the promise of your daughter.~Orgon~Yes.~Cleante~You
 6    2,   1|             you~I’ve always found a daughter dutiful~And gentle. So I’
 7    2,   1|       affection.~Orgon~Well spoken, daughter. Now, prove you deserve
 8    2,   2|             good girl. Say then, my daughter,~That all his person shines
 9    2,   2|        shortly.~Dorine~Stuff!~Orgon~Daughter, what I say is in good earnest.~
10    2,   2|             game of everybody?~Your daughter’s not cut out for bigot’
11    2,   2|             follow my advice.~Orgon~Daughter, we can’t waste time upon
12    2,   2|           for’t;~However great your daughter’s virtue, sir,~His destiny
13    2,   2|          and starts to speak to his daughter].~If I make bold, sir, ’
14    2,   2|         understand!~[Turning to his daughter.]~As a wise father, I’ve
15    2,   2|          each time he speaks to his daughter, he glances toward her;
16    2,   2|           says not a word.] 3~Orgon~Daughter, you must approve of my
17    2,   2|             no such fool.~Orgon~So, daughter, now obedience is the word;~
18    2,   2|             at her and missing her]~Daughter, you’ve such a pestilent
19    2,   3|           you say.~Dorine~No, no, a daughter must obey her father,~Though
20    3,   6|           straightway married to my daughter,~Just to confound the pride
21    4,   3|            ll not give him me, your daughter;~Oh, rather let a convent’
22    4,   7|             to temptation!~Marry my daughter, eh?—and want my wife, too?~
23    5,   3| benefactions every day,~Give him my daughter, give him all my fortune:~