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.)

Introductory Note
Characters
act i
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
   Scene V
   Scene VI
act ii
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
act iii
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
   Scene V
   Scene VI
   Scene VII
act iv
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
   Scene V
   Scene VI
   Scene VII
   Scene VIII
act v
   Scene I
   Scene II
   Scene III
   Scene IV
   Scene V
   Scene VI
   Scene VII
   Scene VIII