MR. JOUR. (to DORIMÈNE and DORANTE). Do you see?
COV. He says, "May the rain of prosperity water at all times the garden of your family."
MR. JOUR. I told you that he spoke Turkish.
DOR. This is admirable.
SCENE VI.—LUCILE, CLÉONTE, MR. JOURDAIN, DORIMÈNE, DORANTE, COVIELLE.
MR. JOUR. Come, my daughter; come near, and give your hand to this gentleman, who does you the honour of asking you in marriage.
LUC. Why, father, how strangely dressed you are! Are you acting a comedy?
MR. JOUR. No, no; it is no comedy, but a very serious affair, and the most honourable for you that could ever be wished for. (Showing CLÉONTE.) Here is the husband I bestow upon you.
LUC. Bestow upon me, father?
MR. JOUR. Yes, upon you. There, give him your hand, and thank heaven for your good fortune.