MASTER TAILOR: If you like, I'll put them right side up.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: No, no.
MASTER TAILOR: You have only to say so.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: No, I tell you. You've made it very well. Do you
think the suit is going to look good on me?
MASTER TAILOR: What a question! I defy a painter with his brush to
do anything that would fit you better. I have a worker in my place
who is the greatest genius in the world at mounting a rhinegrave,
and another who is the hero of the age at assembling a doublet.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: The perruque and the plumes: are they correct?
MASTER TAILOR: Everything's good.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: (Looking at the tailor's suit) Ah! Ah! Monsieur
Tailor, here's the material from the last suit you made for me. I
know it well.
MASTER TAILOR: You see, the material seemed so fine that I wanted a
suit made of it for myself.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Yes, but you should not have cut it out of
mine.
MASTER TAILOR: Do you want to put on your suit?
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Yes, give it to me.
MASTER TAILOR: Wait. That's not the way it's done. I have brought
men to dress you in a cadence; these kinds of suits are put on with
ceremony. Hey there! Come in, you! Put this suit on the gentleman
the way you do with people of quality.
(Four APPRENTICE TAILORS enter, two of them pull off Monsieur
Jourdain's breeches made for his morning exercises, and two others
pull off his waistcoat; then they put on his new suit; Monsieur
Jourdain promenades among them and shows them his suit for their
approval.
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