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Richard, for heaven’s sake let us stop this quarreling! Let us forget what has been said and done on both sides and begin anew. I offer you a home here during my life time, and all that I own after I am dead. I do care for you, my boy, I know it now as I know my own name. Surely, Richard, you need not take this offer amiss?
Well, but you see, Uncle Richard....
Do you prefer poverty for its own sake?
Of course not. But I prefer it to hypocrisy and compromise.
Well then. You will accept, Richard? For my sake, Richard?
Well....
It is the only pleasure left to me, Richard, thinking of the old name going down honourably in you. And as for the past, my mistakes were due to not having a son of my own. You have no idea what a difference it makes. It’s my dream, Richard, don’t destroy it!
If you really mean it that way—
My dear Richard! My dear boy! Why—now I know why we have been quarreling, Richard!
Why?
Because we are so much alike. At your age I was the same self-willed beggar you are. Richard, you are more like me than you are like your own father!
Le roi est morte, vive le roi. But (and he thumps the table with great emphasis) but there’s one thing understood—I’m going to paint masterpieces!
Of course you are, my boy, of course you are! In fact, I always knew you would, Richard!
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