Fred. Father, let it rest there.
Clar. Yes, yes! We do not like to mention any thing about it. You, you are welcome wherever you go; and so you are to me, God knows! Sit down here near an old man, if you have no objection. (Gern. reaches her a chair.)
Soph. I know how to value the honour of this seat.
Clar. You have a good opinion of my son.
Soph. Yes, good Sir.
Clar. He is rather in an odd predicament to day; but I hope things will take a better turn.
Soph. I sincerely hope so, good father.
SCENE VIII.
Enter Privy Counsellor Clarenbach.
P. Coun. I am happy to find you, Sophia, by the side of my good father, hand in hand. What an enchanting picture in my eye! love, worth, and affection, hand in hand! my Sophia beneath the same roof under which I was born!