Ge. But let us leave these publick Affairs to Providence. How go your own Matters?
Li. Very well, happily, indifferently well, tolerably.
Ge. How goes it with your own Business? As you would have it?
Li. Nay, better than I could have wish'd for, better than I deserve, beyond what I could have hop'd for.
Ge. Are all Things according to your Mind? Is all well? Has every Thing succeeded?
Li. It can't be worse. It is impossible it should be worse than it is.
Ge. What then, han't you got what you sought for? Han't you caught the Game you hunted?
Li. Hunt! Ay, I did hunt indeed, but with very ill Success.
Ge. But is there no Hope then?
Li. Hope enough, but nothing else.