EMILIA.
You are so good, God must certainly love you; why then are you afflicted?
CHARLES.
My tutor has often told me it is no sign that God does not love us, because we are in affliction. Sickness and sorrow are as necessary for us in this world as every other event; we are in the hands of a tender father, who knoweth our frame, and will not afflict us more than is necessary for our good.
EMILIA.
I hope God will forgive me, if I have spoken rashly. May you quickly be restored, for the danger I see you in is almost too much for me.
CHARLES.
You imagine, then, that I am in greater danger now than when I am in health.
EMILIA.
And so you are, I believe.