DORI. I saw magnificent preparations yonder; and this is a state of things, Dorante, with which I can bear no longer. Yes, I must put an end to your profusion; and in order to cut short all the expenses I see you run into for me, I have decided upon marrying you as soon as possible. This is the real secret of my decision; all these things, as you know, end ever in matrimony. DOR. Ah, Madam, is it possible that you should have come to such a kind determination in my favour? DORI. It is only to prevent you from ruining yourself, for, if I am not quick, I clearly see that before long you will not have a penny left. DOR. What thanks I owe you for your anxiety about my fortune! That and my heart are entirely yours, and you can dispose of both as shall seem good to you. DORI. I will make a right use of both. But here is our man coming. What an admirable figure! SCENE III.--MR. JOURDAIN, DORIMENE, DORANTE. DOR. Sir, we have both come to do homage to your new dignity, and to rejoice with you over the marriage of your daughter with the son of the Grand Turk. MR. JOUR. (_after bowing in the Turkish manner_). Sir, I wish you the strength of the serpent, and the wisdom of the lion. DORI. I am very glad to be one of the first, Sir, to come and congratulate you on the high degree of glory to which you are raised. MR. JOUR. Madam, may your rose-tree bloom all the year round. I am infinitely obliged to you for interesting yourself in the honour just bestowed upon me; and I am greatly rejoiced to see you back here, so that I may tender to you my most humble apologies for the extraordinary conduct of my wife. DORI. Don't speak about it. I excuse in her such a momentary impulse; your heart ought to be very precious to her; and it is not to be wondered at that the possession of such a man as you are may cause her some alarm. MR. JOUR. The possession of my heart is a thing you have altogether acquired. DOR. You see, Madam, that Mr. Jourdain is not one of those whom prosperity blinds, and that, even in his elevation, he knows how to recognise his friends. DORI. It is the proof of a truly generous soul. DOR. Where can his Turkish highness be? We should like, as your friends, to pay our homage to him. MR. JOUR. Here he is coming, and I sent for my daughter to give him her hand. SCENE IV.--MR. JOURDAIN, DORIMENE, DORANTE, CLEONTE (_dressed as a Turk_). DORI. (_to_ CLEONTE). Sir, we come, as friends of your father-in-law, to salute your highness, and to assure you with all respect of our most humble services.