Soph. (to the Privy Counsellor.) My father will be your father; and, if ever he could forget it, spare him, and treat him with filial affection.
P. Coun. I promise it. I shall apply once more for his consent, which I once obtained.
Fred. Before you resign?
Clar. No, that were a cheat.--But, dear Jack, all,--how shall I call it? (half audible,) all the earnings of unjust Privy Counsellors,--return them to whom they may belong, then you can work with heart-felt satisfaction.
SCENE XII.
Enter Aulic Counsellor Reissman.
Reiss. So, I must look for my young lady here?
Clar. Where she has been doing a deal of good. Come, Sir, come this way; partake in the joys of good men, and think you are one of them.
Soph. Be moved by what you see; sanctify it by your blessing, and you will make us all happy.
P. Coun. Yes, Sir.