Ber. But what disease do you suffer from?
Arg. You will drive me to desperation. I should like you to have my disease, and then we should see if you would prate as you do. Ah! here is Mr. Purgon.
SCENE VI.—MR. PURGON, ARGAN, BÉRALDE, TOINETTE.
Mr. Pur. I have just heard nice news downstairs! You laugh at my prescriptions, and refuse to take the remedy which I ordered.
Arg. Sir, it is not....
Mr. Pur. What daring boldness, what a strange revolt of a patient against his doctor!
Toi. It is frightful.
Mr. Pur. A clyster which I have had the pleasure of composing myself.
Arg. It was not I....
Mr. Pur. Invented and made up according to all the rules of art.