CLEONTE: Are you sure you're not deceiving me, Lucile?
COVIELLE: Aren't you making this up?
LUCILE: There's nothing more true.
NICOLE: It's the absolute truth.
COVIELLE: Are we going to give in to this?
CLEONTE: Ah! Lucile, how with a word from your lips you are able to
appease the things in my heart, and how easily one allows himself
to be persuaded by the people one loves!
COVIELLE: How easily we are manipulated by these blasted minxes!
ACT THREE
SCENE XI (Madame Jourdain, Cleonte, Lucile, Covielle, Nicole)
MADAME JOURDAIN: I am very glad to see you, Cleonte and you are
here at just the right time. My husband is coming, seize the
opportunity to ask for Lucile in marriage.
CLEONTE: Ah! Madame, how sweet that word is to me, and how it
flatters my desires! Could I receive an order more charming, a
favor more precious?
ACT THREE
SCENE XII (Monsieur Jourdain, Madame Jourdain, Cleonte, Lucile,
Covielle, Nicole)
CLEONTE: Sir, I did not want to use anyone to make a request of you
that I have long considered. It affects me enough for me to take
charge of it myself; and, without further ado, I will say to you
that the honor of being your son-in-law is a glorious favor that I
beg you to grant me.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Before giving you a reply, sir, I beg to ask if
you are a gentleman.
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