DAN. MAS. Deuce take the saddled ass! MR. JOUR. Gentlemen! PROF. PHIL. Scoundrels! MR. JOUR. Mr. Philosopher! MUS. MAS. Devil take the insolent fellow! MR. JOUR. Gentlemen! PROF. PHIL. Knaves, beggars, wretches, impostors! MR. JOUR. Mr. Philosopher! Gentlemen! Mr. Philosopher! Gentlemen! Mr. Philosopher! SCENE V.--MR. JOURDAIN, A SERVANT. MR. JOUR. Well! fight as much as you like, I can't help it; but don't expect me to go and spoil my dressing-gown to separate you. I should be a fool indeed to thrust myself among them, and receive some blow or other that might hurt me. SCENE VI.--PROFESSOR OF PHILOSOPHY, MR. JOURDAIN, A SERVANT. PROF. PHIL. (_setting his collar in order_). Now for our lesson. MR. JOUR. Ah! Sir, how sorry I am for the blows they have given you. PROF. PHIL. It is of no consequence. A philosopher knows how to receive things calmly, and I shall compose against them a satire, in the style of Juvenal, which will cut them up in proper fashion. Let us drop this subject. What do you wish to learn? MR. JOUR. Everything I can, for I have the greatest desire in the world to be learned; and it vexes me more than I can tell that my father and mother did not make me learn thoroughly all the sciences when I was young. PROF. PHIL. This is a praiseworthy feeling. _Nam sine doctrina vita est quasi mortis imago_. You understand this, and you have no doubt a knowledge of Latin? MR. JOUR. Yes; but act as if I had none. Explain to me the meaning of it. PROF. PHIL. The meaning of it is, that, _without science, life is an image of death_. MR. JOUR. That Latin is quite right. PROF. PHIL. Have you any principles, any rudiments of science? MR. JOUR. Oh yes; I can read and write. PROF. PHIL. With what would you like to begin? Shall I teach you logic? MR. JOUR. And what may this logic be? PROF. PHIL. It is that which teaches us the three operations of the mind. MR. JOUR. What are they, these three operations of the mind? PROF. PHIL. The first, the second, and the third. The first is to conceive well by means of universals; the second, to judge well by means of categories; and the third, to draw a conclusion aright by means of the figures _Barbara, Celarent, Darii, Ferio, Baralipton_, &c. MR. JOUR. Pooh! what repulsive words. This logic does not by any means suit me. Teach me something more enlivening. PROF. PHIL. Will you learn moral philosophy? MR. JOUR. Moral philosophy? PROF. PHIL. Yes. MR. JOUR. What does it say, this moral philosophy? PROF. PHIL. It treats of happiness, teaches men to moderate their passions, and.... MR. JOUR. No, none of that. I am devilishly hot-tempered, and, morality or no morality, I like to give full vent to my anger whenever I have a mind to it. PROF. PHIL. Would you like to learn physics? MR. JOUR. And what have physics to say for themselves?