EDWARD.
It was a villainous action of Falkland to destroy that poor beast in such a manner.—If it had happened to me, I could never forgive him.
CHARLES.
I can.—If I could not forgive him, I should be as wicked as himself.
EDWARD.
You are too good. I, for my part, hate him.
CHARLES.
I do not hate him, but I despise his vices;—and I pity him, for it is much to be feared he will become a bad man; an envious cruel heart seldom reforms itself, Dr. Bartlett says.
EDWARD.
Yesterday you called that treacherous fellow friend;—you see you are sometimes mistaken.