Act,  scene

 1    1,   6|     grimaces,~You’ve neither faith nor care for sacred things.~
 2    2,   2| gamble,~And then, I fear his faith is not quite sound.~I haven’
 3    2,   2|      have caught you.~Dorine~Faith, I’m no such fool.~Orgon~
 4    2,   3|  Dorine~No, you shall be, my faith! Tartuffified.~Mariane~Well,
 5    2,   4|    still in love.~Mariane~In faith, a high and noble sentiment.~
 6    2,   4|     nothing else~But to keep faith with you, I vouch for it.~[
 7    2,   4|   bit of a smile.]~Dorine~My faith and troth, what fools these
 8    3,   2|   How gentle all at once!~My faith, I still believe I’ve hit
 9    3,   7|   find, to make you doubt my faith.~Orgon~What of it? Do you
10    4,   5|  firm foundations,~A lasting faith in your sweet charity.~Elmire [
11    4,   8|   What can it mean?~Orgon~My faith, I’m dazed. This is no laughing
12    5,   4|      be at him.~Dorine~By my faith,~With such a fine broad