Clerk [tears the papers to pieces]. There—there are your treacherous schemes. [Aside to the Chancellor] How happy for me that I got hold of them! [To Mrs. D.] Now, where is the old man? Out with him!
Mrs. D. [with firmness]. Yes! he is here. You shall see him—see him, if you can bear it. [Exit].
Chancellor. Is the old uncle here?
Clerk. Yes, I found him out at last.
Mrs. D. [entering]. He cannot stir. Go yourself. You may kill him, he says—but he will not stir.
Clerk. Nonsense! [Exit.
Enter Mr. DRAVE.
Mr. D. Released!—Released! [is going to embrace Mrs. Drave].
Mrs. D. [retiring]. Away! unhappy man—go away!
Mr. D. [perceiving the Chancellor]. You here?