Well. Never ask that question again!--never! Do you understand me?
Clar. We thank God it is so; why should we enquire how it came to be so?
Well. That is right, friend Clarenbach! (To the Privy Counsellor.) And you resign the Privy Counsellorship?
P. Coun. My abilities are not adequate to it.
Well. Have I not told you a hundred times, when he was what they call a Lawyer, and when he wrote with such humane feelings, with such fire, with such indefatigability, in the cause of justice,--Master Clarenbach, said I, Jack stands very high on level ground; do not suffer him to rise higher, for he will tumble down.
Clar. It is true upon my word.
Well. So you came down of your accord? that is well done!
P. Coun. Henceforth I hope to prove useful to mankind. Under your guidance, I will be a Lawyer once more.
Well. (with a smile.) Lawyer! I cannot bear that name; it conveys the idea of an entangled net, or of a deceitful guide, that will lead you out of the way into the pathless desert. We should not be called Lawyers, but the Friends of Justice.
Clar. Yes, yes; Friends of Justice, the foes of chicanery!