Chancellor. 'Tis however true.
Philip. Very well; but notwithstanding, all farther proceedings must cease. Drave is free [rises and puts his chair aside].
Chancellor [does the same]. How so? free?
Philip. I give bail.
Chancellor. Very noble, very christian-like indeed!—but it will not do.
Philip. Why not?
Chancellor. You are not of age.
Philip [astonished]. But you rob him of every thing; credit, honour, fortune——
Chancellor. He may always recover himself.
Philip. Drive him, his wife and daughter, to despair!