Chancellor. What assistance? for whom? speak, my dear Sir!
Philip. Mr. Drave is the person I mean—whatever you may do for him, I shall consider as a favour——
Chancellor. So, so! Mr. Drave the merchant—But you speak of ruin—why so?
Philip. Of ruin, into which the literal application of the law will plunge him, if his well-known integrity, and ability to pay gradually, be not attended to.
Chancellor. The law, my dear Sir, must take its course.
Philip. Certainly; but remember, it dictates equity.
Chancellor. You are a noble young man, of the best intentions: [takes his hand] I am rejoiced at this opportunity of contracting an acquaintance with you.
Philip. May I hope for Mr. Drave?
Chancellor. Give me leave to say, in this case, the unaccountable disposal of your brother's property, without any authority, cannot be overlooked.
Philip. Mr. Rose was the richest merchant in the city.