The Nephews: A Play, in Five Acts.

by August Wilhelm Iffland

Mr. R. You knew me once as a rich, as a wealthy man.

Mr. D. Yes.

Mr. R. I am so no longer.

Mr. D. Impossible!

Mr. R. By a bankruptcy in Amsterdam, I am entirely ruined.

Mr. D. Can I assist, support you, dear Rose? I am at your service.

Mr. R. Merciful heaven! can you forget—

Mr. D. What?

Mr. R. Your ward's property.

Mr. D. Almighty God!