. . envious of my luck . . . should have accorded me . . . the
advantage of seeing me worthy . . . of the . . .
DORANTE: Monsieur Jourdain, that is enough. Madame doesn't like
grand compliments, and she knows that you are a man of wit. (Aside
to Dorimene) As you can see, this good bourgeois is ridiculous
enough in all his manners.
DORIMENE: It isn't difficult to see it.
DORANTE: Madame, he is the best of my friends.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: You do me too much honor.
DORANTE: A completely gallant man.
DORIMENE: I have great esteem for him.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: I have done nothing yet, Madame, to merit this
favor.
DORANTE: (Aside to Monsieur Jourdain) Take care, nonetheless, to
say absolutely nothing to her about the diamond that you gave her.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Can't I even ask her how she likes it?
DORANTE: What? Take care that you don't. That would be loutish of
you; and, to act as a gallant man, you must act as though it were
not you who made her this present. (Aloud) Monsieur Jourdain,
Madame, says he is delighted to see you in his home.
DORIMENE: He honors me greatly.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: How obliged I am to you, sir, for speaking thus
to her for me!
DORANTE: I have had frightful trouble getting her to come here.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: I don't know how to thank you enough.
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