MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
Ah! What a nuisance! Come, I tell you. Give your
hand.
LUCILE
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.
MONSIEUR JOURDAIN
Ah! I am delighted to see you return so promptly
to your duty, and it pleases me to have an obedient daughter.