Do you wish to kill your son? You’ll certainly be his death,
Unless you mind. I wonder how anything so wicked
Could have come into your head.
Chr.Oh, will you never learn
To keep your place, woman? Was there ever a thing
Which I ever proposed or did in my whole life, in which
You did not go against me? But shd I ask you now
What wrong I am doing, or why I do the thing I do,
You would not know: you could not tell me anything
Of the matter in which so confidently you oppose me. Fool!