Well. Vera laus est laudari a viro laudato.
Reiss. Now, do not rouze my passion, but get you gone. In writing, do as you think proper; I shall know what to do on my side.
Well. Fiat!--Then I will set to work, that the judgment of God may be made manifest on the unjust.
[Exit.
SCENE VII.
Privy Counsellor Clarenbach, Aulic Counsellor Reissman.
P. Coun. (confused.) Sir, you see me go perplexed--
Reiss. Do not you talk, you have spoiled all.
P. Coun. I will run after him.
Reiss. You shall not, Sir.