th scene of act fifth opens:--

LOY. (to DORINE _at the farther part of the stage_). Good-day, my
dear sister; pray let me speak to your master.

DOR. He is with friends, and I do not think he can see any one just
now.

LOY. I would not be intrusive. I feel sure that he will find
nothing unpleasant in my visit: in fact, I come for something which
will be very gratifying to him.

DOR. What is your name?

LOY. Only tell him that I come from Mr. Tartuffe, for his benefit.

DOR. (to ORGON). It is a man who comes in a civil way from Mr.
Tartuffe, on some business which will make you glad, he says.

CLE. (to ORGON). You must see who it is, and what the man wants.

ORG. (to CLEANTE). He is coming, perhaps, to settle matters between
us in a friendly way. How, in this case, ought I to behave to him?

CLE. Don't show any resentment, and, if he speaks of an agreement,
listen to him.

LOY. (to ORGON). Your servant, sir! May heaven punish whoever
wrongs you! and may it be as favorable to you, sir, as I wish!

ORG. (_aside to_ CLEANTE). This pleasant beginning agrees with my
conjectures, and argues some sort of reconciliation.

LOY. All your family was always dear to me, and I served your
father.

ORG. Sir, I am sorry and ashamed to say that I do not know who you
are, neither do I remember your name.

LOY. My name is Loyal; I was born in Normandy, and am a royal
bailiff in spite of envy. For the last forty years I have had the
good fortune to fill the office, thanks to Heaven, with great
credit; and I come, sir, with your leave, to serve you the writ of
a certain order.

ORG. What! you are here--

LOY. Gently, sir, I beg. It is merely a summons,--a notice for you
to leave this place, you and yours; to take away all your goods and
chattels, and make room for others, without delay or adjournment,
as hereby decreed.

ORG. I! leave this place?

LOY. Yes, sir; if you please. The house incontestably belongs, as
you are well aware, to the good Mr. Tartuffe. He is now lord and
master of your estates, according to a deed I have in my keeping.
It is in due form, and cannot be challenged.

DAMIS (_to_ MR. LOYAL). This great impudence is, indeed, worthy of
all admiration.

LOY. (_to_ DAMIS). Sir, I have nothing at