Reiss. That is my business. Have him arrested.
Sell. But the Prime Minister--
Reiss. Is at a great distance, and do not you know, though I do not publicly affect it, that I am the prime minister of this country. Arrest him, I say.
Sell. Very well. But then I have--
Reiss. What else? To the point!
Sell. A concern, that lies very near my heart. I am told the Privy Counsellor is to resign,--and perhaps to leave this town. I could not help making his sister considerable presents this morning, which cost a great deal of money; and, if his power should be at an end, all would be thrown away; he ought to reimburse me.
Reiss. But those presents have been returned, I understand.
Sell. Without the least injury! but my expence was heavy. I must lose by those things, if I were to dispose of them. Could not you manage so by your authority, that he should take them at prime cost?
Reiss. No, I employ my authority to better purposes.
Sell. Good heaven! the gown of rose satin alone cost me--