Lew. And Counsellor Wellenberg--
P. Coun. The day after to-morrow, at two o'clock.
Lew. Then there is old Schwartz--
P. Coun. I cannot be troubled with him now.
[Exit Lewis.
Reiss. Always plagued, always tormented.--
P. Coun. Oh! there is no end of it!
Reiss. Why! But wealth and honours are very welcome things too. But chiefly mind wealth; wealth is the word. High stations are exposed to storms, like lofty trees in a forest. But, if you have wealth, then come what will. A trunk filled with good bonds is soon packed up. The rest of your moveables may be left to the commissaries, just as you would throw a few bones to the dogs; then retire and go. I am your servant. (Going.)
[Privy Counsellor attends him to the door.
Reiss. No ceremony; the morning-hour yields a hundred per cent.