Act IVScene 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.