The Imaginary Invalid

by Molière

SCENE VIII.—ARGAN, TOINETTE, BÉRALDE.

Toi. (to Argan). There is a doctor, here, Sir, who desires to see you.

Arg. What doctor?

Toi. A doctor of medicine.

Arg. I ask you who he is?

Toi. I don’t know who he is, but he is as much like me as two peas, and if I was not sure that my mother was an honest woman, I should say that this is a little brother she has given me since my father’s death.