Step back a little for the third.
Madame, Monsieur Jourdain is very knowledgeable.
Madame, it is a very great honor to me to be fortunate
enough to be so happy as to have the joy that you should have had the goodness
to accord me the graciousness of doing me the honor of honoring me with
the favor of your presence; and, if I also had the merit to merit a merit
such as yours, and if Heaven . . . envious of my luck . . . should have
accorded me . . . the advantage of seeing me worthy . . . of the . . .
Monsieur Jourdain, that is enough. Madame doesn't like grand
compliments, and she knows that you are a man of wit. (Aside
Dorimène) As you can see, this good bourgeois is ridiculous
enough in all his manners.
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.
Can't I even ask her how she likes it?
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.
Come then let us sit at the table. And bring on the musicians.
(Six cooks, who have prepared the feast, dance together
and make the third interlude; after which, they carry in a table
covered with many dishes.)