Old Man. Let me look at your face—yes—I believe—I have been away fifteen years, and cannot recollect every thing—but I believe you are he——
Mrs. D. It is he.
Old Man. Is it Philip or Lewis?
Lewis. I am Lewis, Lewis the youngest.
Old Man [wiping his eyes]. Come to my arms, Lewis!
Lewis [with emotion]. Oh, did not the weight of my guilt lie so heavy on me!—Here I vow severe revenge.
Servant entering. My Lord the Chancellor is coming up stairs.
Lewis. Well, well, I'll to them. Orders to release Drave and my brother, are my first requests: I shall also strongly urge reparation. If they refuse—if they even hesitate—woe on the villains! [Exit.
Old Man. What does he mean? Where is he going?
Mrs. D. Good old man, it is a decisive hour—pray to Heaven to assist us.