DAIN: A, E, I. I. I. I. That's true. Long live
science!

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: The vowel O is formed by opening the jaws and
drawing together the two corners of the lips, upper and lower: O.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: O, O. There's nothing truer. A, E, I, O,I, O..
That's admirable! I, O, I, O.

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: The opening of the mouth happens to make a
little circle which represents an O.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: O, O, O. You are right! O. Ah! What a fine thing
it is to know something!

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: The vowel U is formed by bringing the teeth
nearly together without completely joining them, and thrusting the
two lips outward, also bringing them nearly together without
completely joining them: U.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: U, U. There's nothing truer. U.

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: Your two lips thrust out as if you were making a
face, whence it results that if you want to make a face at someone
and mock him, you have only to say to him "U."

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: U, U. That's true. Ah! Why didn't I study sooner
in order to know all that!

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: Tomorrow we shall look at the other letters,
which are the consonants.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Are there things as curious about them as about
these?

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: Without a doubt. The consonant D, for example,
is pronounced by clapping the tongue above the upper teeth: D.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: D, D, Yes. Ah! What fine things! Fine things!

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: The F, by pressing the upper teeth against the
lower lip: F.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: F, F. That's the truth. Ah! My father and my
mother, how I wish you ill!

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: And the R, by carrying the tip of the tongue to
the top of the palate, so that being grazed by the air that comes
out with force, it yields to it and comes back always to the same
place, making a kind of trill: R. AR.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: R, R, AR. R, R, R, R, R, RA. That's true. Ah!
What a clever man you are! And how I have lost time! R, R, R, AR.

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: I'll explain to you all these strange things to
their very depths.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: Please do. But now, I must confide in you. I'm
in love with a lady of great quality, and I wish that you would
help me write something to her in a little note that I will let
fall at her feet.

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: Very well.

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: That will be gallant, yes?

PHILOSOPHY MASTER: Without doubt. Is it verse that you wish to
write her?

MONSIEUR JOURDAIN: No, no. No verse.

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