Clar. Here is one that has a heart for the distressed children! Come, my daughter.
P. Coun. My resignation was to be spontaneous; it is now forced and attended with disgrace.
Soph. My heart is Clarenbach's, whether he be fortunate or unfortunate.
P. Coun. He will ruin me, and endeavour to dissolve our mutual tie.
Clar. But I and old Wellenberg say, he shall not; between us two old boys we will sing him such a song, as will make him wish he were under earth or water. Let me alone; your happiness is at stake.
Soph. He is my father,--he is old; for his daughter's sake do not disgrace him.
Clar. But disgrace myself, ay? No; honour to him who honour deserves! I will ring the bell of disgrace over him, so as to make the whole country resound. (Disengages himself, and exit.)
Soph. On that condition I cannot be your wife. (Going.)
P. Coun. (stops her,) Sophia!
Soph. In this case, the voice of nature should over-rule that of love! If he is to be ruined, were it to break my heart and cost me my life, it is my duty to perish by his side. (Disengages herself, and exit.)