ARM. Although our tastes differ so in this case, you will still have to obey our parents, sister. A mother has full power over us, and in vain do you think by resistance to.... SCENE VIII.--CHRYSALE, ARISTE, CLITANDRE, HENRIETTE, ARMANDE. CHRY. (_to_ HENRIETTE, _as he presents_ CLITANDRE). Now, my daughter, you must show your approval of what I do. Take off your glove, shake hands with this gentleman, and from henceforth in your heart consider him as the man I want you to marry. ARM. Your inclinations on this side are strong enough, sister. HEN. We must obey our parents, sister; a father has full power over us. ARM. A mother should have a share of obedience. CHRY. What is the meaning of this? ARM. I say that I greatly fear you and my mother are not likely to agree on this point, and this other husband.... CHRY. Be silent, you saucy baggage: philosophise as much as you please with her, and do not meddle with what I do. Tell her what I have done, and warn her that she is not to come and make me angry. Go at once! SCENE IX.--CHRYSALE, ARISTE, HENRIETTE, CLITANDRE. ARI. That's right; you are doing wonders! CLI. What transport! what joy! Ah! how kind fortune is to me! CHRY. (_to_ CLITANDRE). Come, take her hand and pass before us; take her to her room. Ah! what sweet caresses. (_to_ ARISTE) How moved my heart is before this tenderness; it cheers up one's old age, and I can still remember my youthful loving days. ACT IV. SCENE I.--PHILAMINTE, ARMANDE. ARM. Yes, there was no hesitation in her; she made a display of her obedience, and her heart scarcely took time to hear the order. She seemed less to obey the will of her father than affect to set at defiance the will of her mother. PHI. I will soon show her to which of us two the laws of reason subject her wishes, and who ought to govern, mother or father, mind or body, form or matter. ARM. At least, they owed you the compliment of consulting you; and that little gentleman who resolves to become your son-in-law, in spite of yourself, behaves himself strangely. PHI. He has not yet reached the goal of his desires. I thought him well made, and approved of your love; but his manners were always unpleasant to me. He knows that I write a little, thank heaven, and yet he has never desired me to read anything to him. SCENE II--ARMANDE, PHILAMINTE, CLITANDRE (_entering softly and listening unseen_).