Chapter 45

dancing_.

_The_ MUFTI _returns, wearing on his head the state turban, which is of enormous size, and adorned with lighted candles, four or five rows deep; he is accompanied by_ TWO DERVISHES _bearing the Koran, and wearing cone-shaped caps also adorned with lighted candles_.

_The two other_ DERVISHES _lead in_ MR. JOURDAIN, _and make him kneel down, his two hands on the ground, so that his back, on which the Koran is placed, serves for a desk for the_ MUFTI, _who makes a second burlesque invocation, knitting his eyebrows, striking from time to time on the Koran, and turning over the pages with precipitation; after which, lifting up his hands, he cries with a loud voice_, "HOU."

_During this second invocation, the other_ TURKS, _bowing down and raising themselves alternately, sing likewise_, "Hou, hou, hou."

MR. JOUR. (_after they have taken the Koran from off his back_). Ouf!

THE MUFTI (_to_ MR. JOURDAIN). Ti non star furba? [Thou wilt not be a knave?]

THE TURKS. No, no, no.

THE MUFTI. Non star forfanta? [Nor be a thief?]

THE TURKS. No, no, no.

THE MUFTI (_to the_ TURKS). Donar turbanta. [Give the turban.]

THE TURKS. Ti non star furba? [Thou wilt not be a knave?] No, no, no. Non star forfanta? [Nor be a thief?] No, no, no. Donar turbanta. [Give the turban.]

Third entry of the BALLET.

_The_ TURKS, _dancing, put the turban on_ MR. JOURDAIN'S _head at the sound of the instruments_.

THE MUFTI (_giving a sabre to_ MR. JOURDAIN). Ti star nobile, non star fabbola. [Be brave, be no Scoundrel] Pigliar schiabbola [Take the Sword.]

THE TURKS (_drawing their sabres_). Ti star nobile, non star fabbola. [Be brave, be no Scoundrel] Pigliar schiabbola. [Take the Sword.]

_Fourth entry of the_ BALLET.

_The_ TURKS, _dancing, strike_ MR. JOURDAIN _several times with their swords, keeping time with the music_.

THE MUFTI. Dara, dara Bastonnara. [Give, give the bastonnade.]

THE TURKS. Dara, dara Bastonnara. [Give, give the bastonnade.]

_Fifth entry of the_ BALLET.

_The_ Turks, _dancing, give_ MR. JOURDAIN _several blows with a stick, keeping time meanwhile_.

THE MUFTI. Non tener honta; [Think it not a shame;] Questa star l'ultima affronta. [This is the last affront.]

THE TURKS. Non tener honta; [Think it not a shame;] Questa star l'ultima affronta. [This is the last affront.]

_The_ MUFTI _begins a third invocation. The_ DERVISHES _support him under the arms with great respect, after which the_ TURKS, _singing and dancing round the_ MUFTI, _retire with him, and lead off_ MR. JOURDAIN.