Chancellor. Good God! I am very sorry; but what can I do?
Philip. Then you are determined, my Lord, to proceed your own way.
Chancellor. It is the law.
Philip. To ruin Mr. Drave?
Chancellor. No, not that.
Philip. It is downright injustice.
Chancellor [angrily]. Injustice! [composing himself] Young man, young man!
Philip. I wish to give you warning——
Chancellor. I thank you!
Philip. While it is still time.