PAND. I was very much deceived then, for I thought you supported him in all he did.
MASC. I? See what this world is come to! How is innocence always oppressed! If you knew but my integrity, you would give me the additional salary of a tutor, whereas I am only paid as his servant. Yes, you yourself could not say more to him than I do in order to make him behave better. "For goodness' sake, sir," I say to him very often, "cease to be driven hither and thither with every wind that blows,—reform; look what a worthy father Heaven has given you, what a reputation he has. Forbear to stab him thus to the heart, and live, as he does, as a man of honour."
PAND. That was well said; and what answer could he make to this?
MASC. Answer? Why only nonsense, with which he almost drives me mad. Not but that at the bottom of his heart he retains those principles of honour which he derives from you; but reason, at present, does not sway him. If I might be allowed to speak freely, you should soon see him submissive without much trouble.
PAND. Speak out.
MASC. It is a secret which would have serious consequences for me, should it be discovered; but I am quite sure I can confide it to your prudence.
PAND. You are right.
MASC. Know then that your wishes are sacrificed to the love your son has for a certain slave.
PAND. I have been told so before; but to hear it from your mouth pleases me.
MASC. I leave you to judge whether I am his secret confidant…