Ulr.‍I obey you, mother,

Although reluctantly. My first act shall not

Be one of disobedience.

Jos.‍Oh! he is good!

Condemn him not from his own mouth, but trust

To me, who have borne so much with him, and for him,

That this is but the surface of his soul,160

And that the depth is rich in better things.

Ulr. These then are but my father's principles[181]?

My mother thinks not with him?