ELMIRE No matter; go, I beg you, look about, And carefully examine every corner. SCENE VI ORGON, ELMIRE ORGON (crawling out from under the table) That is, I own, a man ... abominable! I can't get over it; the whole thing floors me. ELMIRE What? You come out so soon? You cannot mean it! Get back under the table; 'tis not time yet; Wait till the end, to see, and make quite certain, And don't believe a thing on mere conjecture. ORGON Nothing more wicked e'er came out of Hell. ELMIRE Dear me! Don't go and credit things too lightly. No, let yourself be thoroughly convinced; Don't yield too soon, for fear you'll be mistaken. (As Tartuffe enters, she makes her husband stand behind her.) SCENE VII TARTUFFE, ELMIRE, ORGON TARTUFFE (not seeing Orgon) All things conspire toward my satisfaction, Madam, I've searched the whole apartment through. There's no one here; and now my ravished soul ... ORGON (stopping him) Softly! You are too eager in your amours; You needn't be so passionate. Ah ha! My holy man! You want to put it on me! How is your soul abandoned to temptation! Marry my daughter, eh?--and want my wife, too? I doubted long enough if this was earnest, Expecting all the time the tone would change; But now the proof's been carried far enough; I'm satisfied, and ask no more, for my part. ELMIRE (to Tartuffe) 'Twas quite against my character to play This part; but I was forced to treat you so. TARTUFFE What? You believe ... ? ORGON Come, now, no protestations. Get out from here, and make no fuss about it. TARTUFFE But my intent ... ORGON That talk is out of season. You leave my house this instant. TARTUFFE You're the one To leave it, you who play the master here! This house belongs to me, I'll have you know, And show you plainly it's no use to turn To these low tricks, to pick a quarrel with me, And that you can't insult me at your pleasure, For I have wherewith to confound your lies, Avenge offended Heaven, and compel Those to repent who talk to me of leaving. SCENE VIII ELMIRE, ORGON ELMIRE What sort of speech is this? What can it mean? ORGON My faith, I'm dazed. This is no laughing matter. ELMIRE What? ORGON From his words I see my great mistake; The deed of gift is one thing troubles me. ELMIRE The deed of gift ... ORGON Yes, that is past recall. But I've another thing to make me anxious. ELMIRE What's that? ORGON You shall know all. Let's see at once Whether a certain box is still upstairs. ACT V SCENE I ORGON, CLEANTE CLEANTE Whither away so fast? ORGON How should I know? CLEANTE Methinks we should begin by taking counsel To see what can be done to meet the case. ORGON I'm all worked up about that wretched box. More than all else it drives me to despair. CLEANTE That box must hide some mighty mystery?