The scene is at Paris. ACT I SCENE I (MADAME PERNELLE and her servant FLIPOTE, ELMIRE, MARIANE, DORINE, DAMIS, CLEANTE) MADAME PERNELLE Let's go, Flipote, let's go. I hate this place. ELMIRE I can't keep up, you rush at such a pace. MADAME PERNELLE Peace, my dear, peace; come no farther. I don't wish to cause you any bother. ELMIRE What duty demands, I insist on giving. But, mother, what has caused your hasty leaving? MADAME PERNELLE I just can't stand the way your household runs . . . And no one cares what I wish to have done. Oh, yes, I leave your household quite dissatisfied For all my wise advice has been defied . . . And nobody respects me, and everybody shouts, And truly this is a home for the king of louts! DORINE If . . . |
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