NICOLE: Well then, what? (Nicole thrusts, giving him several
hits).
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Easy! Wait! Oh! Gently! Devil take the hussy!
NICOLE: You told me to thrust.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Yes, but you thrust in tierce, before you thrust
in quarte, and you didn't have the patience to let me parry.
MADAME JOURDAIN: You are a fool, husband, with all your fantasies,
and this has come to you since you took a notion to associate with
the nobility.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: When I associate with the nobility, I show my
good judgment; and that's better than associating with your
shopkeepers.
MADAME JOURDAIN: Oh yes, truly! There's a great deal to gain by
consorting with your nobles, and you did so well with your fine
Count you were so taken with!
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Peace! Think what you're saying. You know very
well, wife, that you don't know who you're talking about, when you
talk about him! He's a more important person than you think: a
great Lord, respected at court, and who talks to the King just as I
talk to you. Is it not a thing which does me great honor, that a
person of this quality is seen to come so often to my house, who
calls me his dear friend and treats me as if I were his equal? He
has more regard for me than one would ever imagine; and, in front
of everyone, he shows me so much affection that I am embarrassed
myself.
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