COVIELLE
Ha, ha, ha! My faith, that was hilarious. What a dupe! If he had learned his role by heart, he could not have played it better. Ah! Ah! Excuse me, Sir, Wouldn't you like to help us here in an affair that is taking place.
DORANTE
Ah! Ah! Covielle, who would have recognized you? How you are made up!
DORANTE
What are you laughing at?
COVIELLE
At a thing, Sir, that well deserves it.
COVIELLE
I'll give you many chances, Sir, to guess the stratagem we are using on Monsieur Jourdain to get him to give his daughter to my master.
DORANTE
I can't begin to guess the stratagem, but I guess it will not fail in its effect, since you are undertaking it.
COVIELLE
I see, Sir, that you know me too well.
COVIELLE
Come over here a little to make room for what I see coming. You can see part of the story, while I tell you the rest.
(The Turkish ceremony for ennobling Monsieur Jourdain is performed in dance and music, and comprises the Fourth Interlude.) [The ceremony is a burlesque full of comic gibberish in pseudo-Turkish and nonsensical French, in which Monsieur Jourdain is made to appear ludicrous and during which he is outfitted with an extravagant costume, turban, and sword.]
