Familiar feuds and vain recriminations Of things which cannot be undone. We have And have within these very walls men who (Although you know them not) dare venture all things. Keep your own secret, keep a steady eye, Stir not, and speak not :-leave the rest to me: We must have no third babblers thrust between us. [Exit ULRIC. It seems I might have guess'd as much. Oh fool! [Exit into the turret, closing the door after him. SCENE II.-THE INTERIOR OF THE TURRET. GABOR and SIEGENDORF. Gabor. Who calls? Siegen. Lose not a moment! I-Siegendorf! Take these, and fly! [Tears off a diamond star and other jewels, and thrusts them into GABOR's hand. Siegen. Whate'er you will: sell them, or hoard, Must thus redeem it. Fly! I am not master, Or Gabor. Is it even so? Farewell, then! Recollect, however, count, And III. 29 Siegen. (solus and listening). He hath clear'd the staircase. Ah! I hear The door sound loud behind him! He is safe! Safe!-Oh, my father's spirit !—I am faint [He leans down upon a stone seat, near the wall of the tower, in a drooping posture. Enter ULRIC, with others armed, and with weapons drawn. Ulric. Dispatch!--he's there! The count, my lord! You here, sir! Ulric (recognising Siegendorf). Siegen. Yes if you want another victim, strike! Ulric (seeing him stript of his jewels). Where is the ruffian who hath plunder'd you? Vassals, dispatch in search of him! You see "T was as I said—the wretch hath stript my father Of jewels which might form a prince's heirloom! Away! I'll follow you forthwith. Of this he must be found. You have not let him [ULRIC is going. Oh, Ulric! Siegen. Stop! I command-entreat—implore! Will you then leave me? Denounced-dragg'd, it may be, in chains, and all That sacrifices your whole race to save A wretch to profit by our ruin! Siegen. No, count, I never had one; And would you ne'er had borne the useless name! I am not alone; nor merely the vain heir Of your domains: a thousand, ay, ten thousand Siegen. Ulric. Yes-men-who are worthy of the name! There are more spirits abroad than have been laid Enter JOSEPHINE and IDA. Go tell Siegen. No, no; I have no children: never more Call me by that worst name of parent. Ida (taking Ulric's hand). Who shall dare say this of Ulric? Ida (stooping to kiss it). I 'd kiss it off, though it were mine! Ulric. Away! it is your father's! Ida. And I have loved this man! It is so! [Exit ULRIC. Oh, great God! [Ida falls senseless.—Josephine stands speechless with horror. Siegen. The wretch hath slain Them both!-my Josephine! we are now alone! Would we had ever been so !-All is over For me!-Now open wide, my sire, thy grave; |