Curtis Hidden Page - Tartuffe; Or, the Hypocrite (Act 4 Scene 6) lyrics

SCENE VI 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.)