all that!--(Fills a glass for himself out of the
bottle which he had removed from Wellenberg's side.) A glass of wine
will warm you. Come, touch here! (Offers to touch glasses with him.)
_Well._ No! the inclinations which wine inspires are false. Good
inclinations ought to come from the heart instead of the bottle.
_Reiss._ Shall I tell you what carries me so far? It is your
honest character, and my respect for you; and, as my daughter is a
good-for-nothing hussy, I will, in the name of God, provided they let
me alone while I live, I will, after my death, bequeath the remainder
of the bequest to the children by a formal testament, which I wish you
to draw up immediately. That is, upon my word, more than fair! Come,
touch glasses upon that, and then we have done. (Touches glasses with
him, and drinks it off.)
_Well._ (touches glasses, but does not drink.) That is something.
_Reiss._ Is it not! (Fills his own glass.) Well, then, on with it!
_Well._ (holds up his glass, but does not drink.) The good spirit
begins to move you; and I begin to feel better in your company.
_Reiss._ (wipes his forehead.) I am glad of it.
_Well._ You wipe your forehead?
_Reiss._ Hem! you have put me in such a heat.
_Well._ Thank God! I wish you would examine your conscience fully, and
then wipe your eyes too; then I would, in the joy of my heart, empty my
glass at once.
_Reiss._ I thank you. Now to a prosperous futurity! (Holds up the
glass.)
_Well._ In heaven,--yes! (going to drink;) but (puts the glass down)
then every thing ought to be in a good state upon earth. Drink no more,
it will heat you; and, to do good, the soul ought to be sober.
_Reiss._ Well then--
_Well._ In your proposition there may still be an acceptable compromise
for the children. But--
_Reiss._ I should think so. Then accept it, give me your hand, and
empty your glass.
_Well._ Ay, if it concerned only the children, I would accept it. But
it concerns your soul, which cannot go out of this world in peace, if
your conscience is not at peace. Therefore I do not accede to the
proposition.
_Reiss._ What?
_Well._ I cannot accept it for the sake of your immortal soul, till you
quite clear yourself, and give up the whole.
_Reiss._ Is that your last determination?
_Well._ It is.
_Reiss._ Then I will give up nothing at all.
_Well._ Then God have mercy upon you! I have done my duty.
_Reiss._ Does not the will itself secure me against
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