Act,  scene

1    2,   2|    pious, and you lose your temper?~Orgon~I’m all wrought up,
2    2,   3|    Dorine you get in such a temper!~You have no sympathy for
3    3,   1|     I must see—I’ll keep my temper.~Dorine~Out on you, what
4    5,   1| nothing do you keep an even temper.~You never know what reason
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