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—The beast must have a head to its body.—Rome and Sparta could never have stood without a chief to command them.
Spiegelberg.
(In a tone of complacence.) Yes,—very right.—Roller speaks to the purpose;—we must have a chief,—a man of talents, great reach, a politic head.—Ha, ha! (Standing with his arms across.) When I think what you were a few minutes ago, and what a single lucky thought has made of you now.—Yes, truly you must have a chief;—and you'll own, that he that struck out a thought of that kind had a head-piece,—wise, crafty, politic.
Roller.
If there was any hope,—any chance that,—but I despair of his consent.
Spiegelberg.
(Cajoling.) Why despair, my friend;—difficult as it may be to guide the ship when she's buffeted by the winds and waves, and however cumbersome may be the weight of a diadem,—speak it out boldly, my boy.—Perhaps—he may be prevailed upon.
Roller.