Act,  scene

1    2,   2|   myself.~Orgon~Oh! Very well. [Aside.] Her monstrous impudence~
2    2,   4| determined.~Dorine~So!~Mariane [aside]~Since my presence pains
3    2,   4|       it isn’t any use.~Valere [aside]~’Tis clear the sight of
4    3,   2|    among the prisoners.~Dorine [aside]~What affectation and what
5    3,   2| Tartuffe~Ah! Willingly.~Dorine [aside]~How gentle all at once!~
6    5,   4|  enemies, favour to you.~Orgon [aside to Cleante]~This mild beginning
7    5,   4| inscribed in my report.~Dorine [aside]~This Mr. Loyal’s looks
8    5,   4|          on his snout.~Cleante [aside to Orgon]~Careful!—don’t