[Greatly pleased with himself.] Another epigram! Where is my
accursed chancellor? these gems should be written down and
recorded for posterity. [He rushes to the table: sits down: and
snatches up a pen. Then, recollecting himself.] But I have not
asked you to sit down. [He rises and goes to the other chair.] I
am a savage: a barbarian. [He throws the shirt and coat over the
table on to the floor and puts his sword on the table.] Be
seated, Captain.
EDSTASTON Thank you.
They bow to one another ceremoniously. Patiomkin's tendency to
grotesque exaggeration costs him his balance; he nearly falls
over Edstaston, who rescues him and takes the proffered chair.
PATIOMKIN [resuming his seat]. By the way, what was the piece of
advice I was going to give you?
EDSTASTON. As you did not give it, I don't know. Allow me to add
that I have not asked for your advice.
PATIOMKIN. I give it to you unasked, delightful Englishman. I
remember it now. It was this. Don't try to become Tsar of Russia.
EDSTASTON [in astonishment]. I haven't the slightest intention--
PATIOMKIN. Not now; but you will have: take my words for it. It
will strike you as a splendid idea to have conscientious scruples
--to desire the blessing of the Church on your union with
Catherine.
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