That decent people cannot tolerate. I’m rather frank with you; but that’s my way– I don’t mince matters, when I mean a thing.
DAMIS Mr. Tartuffe, your friend, is mighty lucky . . .
MADAME PERNELLE He is a holy man, and must be heeded; I can’t endure, with any show of patience, To hear a scatterbrains like you attack him.
DAMIS What! Shall I let a bigot criticaster Come and usurp a tyrant’s power here? And shall we never dare amuse ourselves Till this fine gentleman deigns to consent?
DORINE If we must hark to him, and heed his maxims, There’s not a thing we do but what’s a crime; He censures everything, this zealous carper.
MADAME PERNELLE And all he censures is well censured, too. He wants to guide you on the way to heaven; My son should train you all to love him well.
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