(Lucile, Monsieur Jourdain, Dorante, Dorimène, etc.)
Come, my daughter; come here and give your hand to
the gentleman who does you the honor of asking for you in marriage.
What! Father, look at you! Are you playing in a comedy?
No, no, this is not a comedy, it's a very serious
matter, and as full of honor for you as possible. There is the husband
I give you.
To me, father?
Yes, to you. Come, put your hand in his, and give
thanks to Heaven for your happiness.
I have absolutely no wish to marry.
I wish it, I, who am your father.
I'll do nothing of the sort.
Ah! What a nuisance! Come, I tell you. Give your
No, my father, I told you, there is no power on earth that can
make me take any husband other than Cléonte. And I will go to extreme
measures rather than . . . (Recognizes Cléonte) It is true
that you are my father; I owe you complete obedience; and it is for you
to dispose of me according to your wishes.
Ah! I am delighted to see you return so promptly
to your duty, and it pleases me to have an obedient daughter.