(Fencing Master, Music Master, Dancing Master, Monsier Jourdain,
FENCING MASTER (After giving a foil to Monsieur Jourdain) Come,
sir, the salute. Your body straight. A little inclined upon the left thigh.
Your legs not so wide apart. Your feet both in a line. Your wrist opposite
your hip. The point of your sword even with your shoulder. The arm not
so much extended. The left hand at the level of the eye. The left shoulder
more squared. The head up. The expression bold. Advance. The body steady.
Beat carte, and thrust. One, two. Recover. Again, with the foot firm. Leap
back. When you make a pass, Sir, you must first disengage, and your body
must be well turned. One, two. Come, beat tierce and thrust. Advance. Stop
there. One, two. Recover. Repeat. Leap back. On guard, Sir, on guard. (The
fencing master touches him two or three times with the foil while
saying, "On guard." )
As I have told you, the entire secret of fencing lies
in two things: to give and not to receive; and as I demonstrated to you
the other day, it is impossible for you to receive, if you know how to
turn your opponent's sword from the line of your body. This depends solely
on a slight movement of the wrist, either inward or outward.
In this way then, a man, without courage, is sure
to kill his man and not be killed himself?
Without doubt. Didn't you see the demonstration?
And thus you have seen how men like me should be considered
by the State, and how the science of fencing is more important than all
the other useless sciences, such as dancing, music, ...
Careful there, Monsieur swordsman! Speak of the dance
only with respect.
I beg you to speak better of the excellence of music.
You are amusing fellows, to want to compare your sciences