Act,  scene

1    1,   2|   neither!~Cleante~How she got angry with us all for nothing!~
2    1,   6|       I don’t want to make you angry,~Must tell you candidly
3    2,   2|    There, there, let’s not get angry, sir, I beg you.~But are
4    2,   3|   there! Come back. I can’t be angry long.~I must take pity on
5    3,   6|        in God’s name, don’t be angry with him!~I’d rather bear
6    3,   7| compose yourself, and don’t be angry.~Tartuffe~Nay, brother,
7    5,   4|       Cleante~You must not get angry;~And if he talks of reconciliation~
8    5,   4|      Loyal~Pray, sir, don’t be angry.~’Tis nothing, sir, but