MONSIEUR
JOURDAIN: Let us move a little farther away, for a certain reason.
DORANTE: It has been eight days since I saw you, and I have sent
you no news regarding the diamond you put into my hands to present
to her on your behalf; but it's because I had the greatest
difficulty in conquering her scruples, and it's only today that she
resolved to accept it.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: How did she judge it?
DORANTE: Marvelous. And I am greatly deceived if the beauty of that
diamond does not produce for you an admirable effect on her
spirit.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Would to Heaven!
MADAME JOURDAIN: (To Nicole) Once he's with him he cannot leave
him.
DORANTE: I made her value as she should the richness of that
present and the grandeur of your love.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: These are, sir, favors which overwhelm me; and I
am in the very greatest confusion at seeing a person of your
quality demean himself for me as you do.
DORANTE: Are you joking? Among friends, does one stop at these
sorts of scruples? And wouldn't you do the same thing for me, if
the occasion offered?
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Oh! Certainly, and with all my heart.
MADAME JOURDAIN: (To Nicole) His presence weighs me down!
DORANTE: As for me, I never mind anything when it is necessary to
serve a friend; and when you confided in me about the ardent
passion you have formed for that delightful marchioness with whom I
have contacts, you saw that I volunteered immediately to assist
your love.
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