Act,  scene

1    1,   1|  tell you that~I’ve said a hundred times to my poor son,~Your
2    1,   2|   him brother, loves him~A hundred times as much as mother,
3    1,   2|  on’t,~He fools him with a hundred masks of virtue,~Gets money
4    2,   3|   a question? Have I not~A hundred times laid bare my heart
5    5,   3|  Be sure, they’ve forged a hundred silly lies ...~Orgon~I’ve
6    5,   3| saw means?—must I say it~A hundred times, and din it in your
7    5,   4|     and not grudge it,~The hundred best gold louis I have left,~