DAMIS He can . . . ORGON Silence! DAMIS Damn! Do you surmise . . . ORGON If you say one word, I will break your arm. TARTUFFE In the name of God, brother, do no harm. I would rather face a ravening beast Than that your dear son should be harmed in the least. ORGON [to his son] Ingrate! TARTUFFE Leave him in peace. On my two knees I beg you to give him your grace . . . ORGON [throwing himself to his knees and embracing TARTUFFE] Don't! Please! [To his son] Wretch, see his goodness. DAMIS Then . . . ORGON Shhh! DAMIS I . . . |
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