An enviable state, truly, you project for yourself!
ROBINAIR.
And Arden, too; he must in his turn give place, and bend his blushing brow to mortification and contempt.
BRUTON.
A blessed sight to behold!
ROBINAIR.
Ay, and that proud boy of his, who begins already, like his lofty mother, to bear himself with a spirit above his years, even he must crouch and hold his tongue in humbling consciousness.
BRUTON.
And thus circumstanced, you propose to be happy. Why, the fiends themselves enjoy as good happiness as this; and if such be your notion of enjoyment, Robinair, you need not be afraid of joining company with them hereafter, for you will certainly have served your time here as a noviciate of their order.
ROBINAIR.
Well, if I do take that road to preferment, I sha'n't have the regret of breaking up my intimacy with thee.
