Fred. Who knows but he wishes to surprise us?
Clar. He is going to be married too.
Fred. My brother?
Clar. I am told all this by strangers. Can he turn out so, because he is a greater man than I? or, perhaps, he is altogether bad.--God knows!
Fred. He is so full of business.
Clar. So am I.
Fred. Those that work with the head are apt to be more absent than those that work with the hand.
Clar. But is it not a real relaxation to act according to the dictates of the heart? or have the hearts of those people nothing to do with their concerns? If so, they are wretched beings indeed, and I am very sorry for my son, that he must first lose the treasures of his heart to hoard up gold.
[Exit.