Act,  scene

1    1,   6|  Tis true.~Cleante~Then why put off the celebration of it?~
2    3,   2|  Dorine is there]~Lawrence, put up my hair-cloth shirt and
3    4,   1| silence.~Cleante~You try to put us off with specious phrases;~
4    4,   4|    I’ll make this hypocrite put off his mask,~Flatter the
5    4,   7|    My holy man! You want to put it on me!~How is your soul
6    5,   4|  good citizen~You’ll let me put in force the court’s decree.~
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