other time.
_P. Coun._ When? I desire to know it. I desire it, I tell you.
_Reiss._ You shall soon know it if you are in such a hurry.--I am now
busy.
_P. Coun._ Sir, if Sophia were not your daughter--
_Reiss._ Ah, that is the thing. Go, your papa is waiting for you:--if
you stay, he will come and take you away.
_P. Coun._ Sir!
_Reiss._ And come to save you too. Has not he saved you once already
this very day?--
_P. Coun._ Yes, he has that, honest man! May heaven reward him for it!
_Reiss._ He may perhaps save you once more yet, and perhaps
not.--Meanwhile, give yourself no farther trouble to call here. Your
servant, Sir.
_P. Coun._ (looks at his watch.) You distress me more than you know. If
that can give you pleasure, enjoy it. [Exit.
_Reiss._ (looking after him.) Hem! I ought to have discovered at first
sight that the fellow is not fit for my purpose; he is simple enough to
be in love in right earnest.--My foolish daughter loves him too; she
fans his hopes, so of course he will not injure me, when cashiered. The
Doctor is falling asleep, and the Lawyer,---hem!--must likewise be sent
to rest,--else I shall have no rest myself! [Exit.
SCENE VI.
Master Clarenbach's house.
Master CLARENBACH, FREDERICA, and GERNAU, busy with bringing in the
furniture seen in the first Act.
_Clar._ Courage, my dear children! about it! Thank God, we have got rid
of that fashionable trumpery. Set the table again there in its place.--
So!---how glad I am to behold my old friends again!
_Fred._ We shall have a comfortable repast on that table to night.
_Clar._ As Jack is to be one of the party, O yes!
_Gern._ I hope his change is right earnest; but I can scarcely believe
it.
_Clar._ No reflections, dear Gernau! What is past ought to be
forgotten.
_Gern._ But I must remove hence for all that.
_Clar._ Why, perhaps not. Jack will now employ his power to some good
purpose.
_Fred._ I wonder where he stays so long.
_Clar._ He is dissolving the partnership of sin with Reissman.
_Gern._ I wish it may be done in writing.
_Clar._ I have insisted on his having a conversation with him.
SCENE VII.
Enter SOPHIA.
_Clar._ Whom have I the honour to--(Bows, and all the rest rise.)
_Soph._ Without ceremony, my friends,
_Fred._ It is Miss Reis
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