Anhalt.
Baron Wildenhaim is a man who will not act inconſiſtently. As this is my opinion, I expect your reaſons, if you do not.
Baron.
Would you have me marry a beggar?
Anhalt. [after a pauſe].
Is that your only objection?
Baron. [confuſed].
I have more—many more.
Anhalt.
May I beg to know them likewiſe?
Baron.
My birth!
Anhalt.
Go on.
Baron.
My relations would deſpiſe me.
Anhalt.
Go on.
Baron. [in anger].
’Sdeath! are not theſe reaſons enough?—I know no other.
Anhalt.
Now, then, it is my turn to ſtate mine for the advice I have given you. But firſt, I preſume to aſk a few queſtions.—Did Agatha, through artful inſinuation, gain your affection? or did ſhe give you cauſe to ſuppofe her inconſtant?
Baron.
Neither—but for me, ſhe was always virtuous and good.
Anhalt.
Did it coſt you trouble and earneſt entreaty to make her otherwiſe?
