P. Coun. I cannot remain the man, that, God knows how,--I have gradually--
Reiss. I think so myself.
P. Coun. I can be dependent on you no longer; but I do not choose to be ungrateful. Without enquiring into the motives which induced you to raise me, I owe you my grateful thanks for having done so.
Reiss. I am hourly more and more convinced that I ought to have done so.
P. Coun. This sarcastic remark shall not prevent me, as your intended son-in-law, to render you my services from the purest motives and filial zeal, and to endeavour to compromise that disagreeable affair respecting the will.
Reiss. Ay! would you indeed?
P. Coun. If we only consider it as politically pernicious, it--
Reiss. There is nothing pernicious in the whole affair, my affectionate Mr. Privy Counsellor, and your services are quite useless.
P. Coun. I wish they may prove so. Meanwhile you will not misinterpret my intentions.
Reiss. Your intentions go to the future inheritance of my property, my son-in-law that would be.--