The Nephews: A Play, in Five Acts.Iffland, August Wilhelm
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The Nephews: A Play, in Five Acts.
Iffland, August Wilhelm
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_Clerk_ [to the Counsellor]. Will you ask My Lord, if agreeable--
_Counsellor._ Yes, yes, immediately [going]. Astonishing! Mr. Philip
here! [Exit.
_Lewis._ My brother? here! in this house? It is strange.
_Clerk._ So I think: my curiosity is raised. I never spoke to him.
_Counsellor_ [returning]. Very happy to see him.
_Clerk_ [rings the bell. To a servant who enters] Bid the gentleman
walk up.
_Lewis._ I'll go. I have nothing to do with him.
_Counsellor._ Well; go awhile to my father. Do you, Mr. Worms, keep him
company till my father comes.--He conceives that he is come to
intercede. We must try to gain a little time.
_Clerk._ Very well; I long to get acquainted with him----
_Counsellor._ Hush! he is coming. [Exit with Lewis.--Clerk steps
aside].
(Enter Servant, followed by PHILIP.)
_Serv._ Be so good as to wait here a few minutes; My Lord will come
directly. [Exit.
_Philip_ [not observing the Clerk]. Now I am here.----At length--Oh, my
heart----
_Clerk._ Sir!
_Philip_ [turning hastily]. Hah! I beg your pardon; I did not know----
_Clerk._ My Lord is very sorry that indispensable business obliges
him to detain you for a few moments, but he will hasten to have the
honour----
_Philip_ [walking up and down]. Very well.
_Clerk._ I am very happy that chance thus gives me an opportunity of
commencing an acquaintance with you.
_Philip._ You cannot tell how long this business may last; it grows
late, and I am in haste.
_Clerk._ Not long, I dare say---Be seated, Mr. Brook. [Both sit down].
Indeed the future alliance of My Lord's family and yours----
_Philip._ By what means?
_Clerk._ By the marriage of Miss Fleffel with your brother.
_Philip_ [surprised]. So! [Politely) I did not know it before [looks at
his watch].
_Clerk._ It will afford My Lord great satisfaction, as the honour of
your company----
_Philip._ It grows very late; must I wait long?
_Clerk._ No, Sir! but [pointing to the chair], be so kind----
_Philip._ Pardon me, I cannot sit--[aside] my blood, my blood----
_Clerk._ Are you indisposed?
_Philip._ Yes--but you think he will come soon?
Clerk [offended]. Mr. Brook dislikes my company!
_Philip._ Company in general. [Pointing to a door, and going up to it]
Is that the room?
_Clerk._ Give me leave, Sir: I will inform My Lord of your haste.
[Exit.
_Philip._ Oh, patience, patience! good heaven! in this very
room--here--here have I supplicated for my uncle; here have I wept,
gone on my knees, to obtain his liberty. My tears were derided, I was
driven away.--Then I was but a child--now I am a man; outraged humanity
calls upon me. At this very moment, perhaps, my uncle is suffering the
extremities of hunger, of misery and despair.--Gracious Heaven, grant
me a composed mind!
_Clerk entering._ My Lord will immediately do himself the honour--
please to be seated, Sir.
_Philip._ I am not fit for conversation: I will walk into the
gallery--you will call me. [Exit.
_Clerk._ A very strange man this!
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