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No, no, kind fool! it would choke me. Show him up immediately. [Exit. Now do I feel all my miseries! Now am I the selfish, the cruel, the disgraceful father. O God! O God! what is the gaze of a multitude to this boy's eye?

Boy, boy! why hast thou come to me?

To bless you, father.

To bless me, boy?

Ay, and to cling to you, father: to be with you and serve you, father; who should do that, as you are now circumstanced, but me?

Woe is me! that thou shouldst have such an office! It must not be.

Turn not away from me thus! I am now at your feet in a posture you have never seen me take before. (Kneeling and catching his hand.)