The Priest. Testament.
The King. Neither the Old nor the New! Greet what is called Christianity here in this land-greet it from me! I have thought much about Christian folk of late.
The Priest. That rejoices me.
The King. How your tone cuts me! Greet it from me, what is called Christianity here in this land. Nay, do not crane your necks and bend your backs as if the wisdom of the ages were now forthcoming. (aside) Can there be any use in saying something seriously? (aloud) You are Christians?
The General. God forbid the doubt! Faith is exceedingly useful. ...
The King. For discipline. (to the Sheriff) And you?
The Sheriff. From my blessed ancestors I received the faith.
The King. So they are blessed also. Why not?'
The Sheriff. They brought me strictly up to fear God, to honor the king.
The King. And love your fellowmen. You are a State individual, sheriff. And such are Christians nowadays. (to the Merchant) And you?