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Idenst. Fair!-Well, I trust your taste in Some days ago that look'd the likeliest wine is equal
journey To that you shew for beauty;but I pledge you For Werner. Nevertheless.
Gabor. Werner! I have heard the name, Gabor. Is not the lovely woman But it may be a feign'd one. I met in the adjacent hall, who, with Idenst. Like enough! An air, and port, and eye, which would But hark! a noise of wheels and voices, and have better A blaze of torches from without.
As sure Beseer'd this palace in its brightest days As destiny, his Excellency 's come. (Though in a garb adapted to its present I must be at my post: will you not join me, Abandonment), return'd my salutation- To help him from his carriage, and present Is not the same your spouse ?
Your humble duty at the door? Idenst. I would she were!
Gabor. I draggd him But you're mistaken – that's the stranger's From out that carriage when he would wife.
have given Gabor. And by her aspect she might be his barony or county to repel a prince's:
The rushing river from his gurgling throat. Though time hath touch'd her too, she He has valets now enough: they stood aloof still retains
then Much beauty, and more majesty.
Shaking their dripping ears upon the shore, Idenst. And that
All roaring, “ Help!” but offering none; Is more than I can say for Madame Idenstein, At least in beauty: as for majesty, For duty (as you call it) I did pine then, She has some of its properties which might Now do yours. Hence, and bow and cringe Be spared— but never mind!
him here! Gabor. I don't. But who
Idenst. I cringe !-but I shall lose the May be this stranger. He too hath a bearing opportunityAbove his outward fortunes.
Plague take it! he'll be here, and I not there! Idenst. There I differ.
(Exit Idenstein, hastily. He's poor as Job, and not so patient; but
Re-enter WERNER. Who he may be, or what, or aught of him, Except his name (and that I only learn'd Werner (to himself). I heard a noise of To-night), I know not.
wheels and voices. How Gabor. But how came he here?
All sounds now jar me! Idenst. In a most miserable old caleche, (Perceiving Gabor) Still here! Is he not About a month since, and immediately A spy of my pursuer's? His frank offer, Fell sick, almost to death. He should have So suddenly, and to a stranger, wore died.
The aspect of a secret enemy; Gabor. Tender and true!- but why? For friends are slow at such. Idenst. Why, what is life
Gabor. You seem rapt, Without a living? He has not a stiver. And yet the time is not akin to thought. Gabor. In that case, I much wonder that These old walls will be noisy soon. The a person
Baron, of your apparent prudence should admit Or Count (or whatsoe'er this half-drown'd Guests so forlorn into this noble mansion.
noble Idenst. That's true; but pity, as you May be), for whom this desolate village, and know, does make
Its lone inhabitants, show more respect One's heart commit these follies; and besides, Than did the elements, is come. They had some valuables left at that time, Idenst. (without) This way Which paid their way up to the present This way, your Excellency:- have a care, hour,
The staircase is a little gloomy, and And so I thought they might as well be Somewhat decay'd; but if we had expected lodged
So high a guest-pray take my arm,my lord ! Here as at the small tavern, and I
Enter STRALENHEIM, IDENSTEIN, and AttendThe run of some of the oldest palace-rooms.
ants, partly his own, and partly retainers They served to air them, at the least as long
of the domain, of which IDENSTEIN is
Stralenk. I'll rest me here a moment. Idenst. Ay,
Idenst. (to the servants) Ho! a chair! Exceeding poor.
Instantly, knaves ! Gabor. And yet unused to poverty,
(Stralenheim sits down. If I mistake not. Whither were they going? Werner (aside). 'Tis he! Idenst. 0! Heaven knows where, unless Stralenh. I'm better now. to Heaven itself.
Who are these strangers ?
Idenst. Please you, my good lord, Would pass him by unknown. I must be wary; One says he is no stranger.
An error would spoil all.
[They look at him with surprise. Pensive. Will it not please you to pass on? Idenst. Why, no one spoke of you, or to Stralenh. 'Tis past fatigue which gives you !--but
my weigh’d-down spirit Here's one his Excellency may be pleased An outward show of thought. I will to rest. To recognise.
(Pointing to Gabor. Idenst. The Prince's chamber is prepared, Gabor. I seek not to disturb
with all His noble memory.
The very furniture the Prince used wher Stralenh. I apprehend
Last here, in its full splendour. This is one of the strangers to whose aid
(Aside). Somewhat tatter'd, I owe my rescue. Is not that the other? And devilish damp, but fine enough by
[Pointing to Werner. torchlight; My state, when I was succour'd, must excuse And that's enough for your right noble blood My uncertainty to whom I owe so much. Of twenty quarterings upon a hatchment; Idenst. He!--no, my Lord! he rather So let their bearer sleep 'neath something wants for rescue
like one Than can afford it. 'Tis a poor sick man, Now, as he one day will for ever lie. Travel-tired, and lately risen from a bed Stralenh (rising, and turning to Gabor) From whence he never dream'd to rise. Good night, good people! Sir, I trust to
Stralenh. Methought That there were two.
Will find me apter to requite your service. Gabor. There were, in company;
In the meantime, I crave your company But, in the service render'd to your lordship, A moment in my chamber. I needs must say but one, and he is absent. Gabor. I attend you. The chief part of whatever aid was renderd, Stralenh. (After a few steps, pauses, and Was his: it was his fortune to be first.
calls Werner) Friend! My will was not inferior, but his strength Werner. Sir! And youth outstripp'd me; therefore do Idenst. Sir! Lord-oh, Lord! Why don't not waste
you say Your thanks on me. I was but a glad second His Lordship, or his Excellency? Pray, Unto a nobler principal.
My Lord, excuse this poor man's want of Stralenh. Where is he?
breeding : An Attendant. My Lord , he tarried in He hath not been accustom'd to admission the cottage, where
To such a presence. Your Excellency rested for an hour,
Stralenh. (to Idenst.) Peace, intendant! And said he would be here to-morrow.
Idenst. Oh! Stralenh. Till
I am dumb. That hour arrives, I can but offer thanks, Stralenh. (to Werner ) Have you been And then
long here? Gabor. I seek no more, and scarce deserve Werner. Long ? So much. My comrade may speak for Stralenh. I sought himself.
An answer, not an ccho. Stralenh. (firing his eyes upon Werner, Werner. You may seek
then aside) It cannot be! and yet Both from the walls. I am not used to answer he must be look'd to.
Those whom I know not. 'Tis twenty years since I beheld him with Stralenh. Indeed! ne'er the less These eyes; and, though my agents still You might reply with courtesy, to what have kept
Is ask'd in kindness. Thcirs on him, policy bas held aloof
Werner. When I know it such, My own from his, not to alarm him into I will requite, that is, reply--in unison. Suspicion of my plan. Why did I leave Stralenh. The intendant said, you had At Hamburgh those who would have made been detain’d by sicknessassurance
If I could aid you–journeying the same way? If this be he or no? I thought, ere now. W'erner (quickly). I am not journeying To have been lord of Siegendorf, and parted
the same way.
Werner. Because there is
Together. You diverged from that dread This man must
path Be watch'd. If it is he, he is so changed, Some hours ago, and I some days; henceHis father, rising from his grave again,
Our roads must lie asunder, though they tend | And I'm detected, -on the very eve
Of honours, rights, and my inheritance, Stralenk. Your language is above When a few drops of gold might save me still Your station.
In favouring an escape.
Enter IDENSTEIN and Fritz in conversation. Your garb.
Fritz. Immediately. Werner. 'Tis well that it is not beneath it, Idenst. I tell you, 'tis impossible As sometimes happens to the better-clad. Fritz. It must But, in a word, what would you with me? Be tried, however; and if one express Sıralenh. (startled) .1?
Fail, you must send on others, till the answer Werner. Yes -- you! You know me not, Arrives from Frankfort, from the comand qnestion me,
mandant. And wonder that I answer not-- not knowing Idenst. I will do what I can. My inquisitor. Explain what you would have, Fritz. And recollect And then I'll sastisfy yourself, or me. To spare no trouble; you will be repaid Stralenh. I knew not that you had reasons Tenfold. for reserve.
Idenst. The Baron is retired to rest ? Werner. Many have such:
Fritz. He hath thrown himself into an none? Stralenh. None which can
Beside the fire, and slumbers; and has Interest a mere stranger.
order'd Herner. Then forgive
He may not be disturbid until eleven,
[Exit Fritz. I will not balk your humour, though Idenst. The devil take these great mien ! untoward :
they I only meant you service-.but, good night! Think all things made for them. Now here Intendant, show the way! (to Gabor) Sir,
must I you will with me?
Rouse up some half a dozen shivering (Exeunt Stralenheim and Attendants,
vassals Idenstein and Gabor.
From their scant pallets, and, at peril of Werner (solus). 'Tis he! I am taken in Their lives, despatch them o'er the river the toils. Before
towards I quitted Hamburgh, Giulio, his late steward, Frankfort. Methinks the Baron's own exInform’d me, that he had obtain'd an order
perience From Brandenburgh's elector, for the arrest Some hours ago might teach him fellowOf Kruitzner (such the name I then bore), feeling: when
But no, “it must," and there's an end. How I came upon the frontier; the free city Alone preserved my freedom-till I left Are you there, Mynheer Werner ? Its walls-fool that I was to quit them ! But Werner. You have left I deem'd this humble garb,and route obscure, Your noble guest right quickly. Had baffled the slow hounds in their pursuit. Idenst. Yes – he's dozing, What's to be done? He knows me not by And seems to like that none should sleep person ;
besides. Nor could aught, save the eye of apprehen- Here is a packet for the commandant sion,
Of Frankfort, at all risks and all expenses; Have recognised him, after twenty years, But I must not lose time: Good night! We met so rarely and so coldly in
[Erit Idenstein. Our youth. But those about him! Now I can Werner. “To Frankfort!" Divine the frankness of the Hungarian, who, So, so, it thickens! Ay, "the commandant.” No doubt, is a mere tool and spy of Stra- This tallies well with all the prior steps lenheim's
Of this cool calculating fiend, who walks To sound and to secure me. Without means ! Between me and my father's house. No Sick, poor-begirt too with the flooding
He writes for a detachment to convey me Impassable even to the wealthy, with Into some secret fortress.-Sooner than All the appliances which purchase modes This (Werner looks around, and snatches Of overpowering peril with men's lives, - up a knife lying on a table in a recess. How can I hope? An hour ago methought Now I am master of myself at least. My state beyond despair; and now, 'tis such, Hark, -footsteps! How do I know that The past seems paradise. Another day,
Will wait for even the show of that authority Suspicion is a heavy armour, and
(Erit Gabor. In gold, in numbers, rank, authority; I nameless, or involving in my name
Re-enter IDENSTEIN and some peasants, Destruction, till I reach my own domain;
JOSEPHINE retires up the Hall. He full-blown with his titles, which impose First Peasant. But if I'm drown'd? Still further on these obscure petty burghers Idenst. Why, you'll be well paid for't, Than they could do elsewhere. Hark! nearer And have risk'd more than drowning for as
still! I'll to the secret passage, which communi- I doubt not. cates
Second Peasant. But our wives and With the — No! all is silent-'twas my
Idenst. Cannot be worse off than they Still as the breathless interval between
are, and may The flash and thunder :-I must hush my Be better. soul
Third Peasant. I have neither, and will Amidst its perils. Yet I will retire,
venture. To see if still be anexplored the passage Idenst. That's right. A gallant carle, I wot of: it will serve me as a den
and fit to be Of secrecy for some hours, at the worst. A soldier. I'll promote you to the ranks
(Werner draws a pannel and erit, In the Prince's body-guard--if you succeed; closing it after him.
And you shall have besides in sparkling coin
Third Peasant. No more?
Idenst. Out upon your avarice! Josephine. Here, I thought: I left him Can that low vice alloy so much ambition? Not long since in his chamber. But these I tell thee, fellow, that two thalers in
Small change will subdivide into a treasure. Have many outlets, and he may
gone Do not five hundred thousand heroes daily To accompany the intendant.
‘Risk lives and souls for the tithe of one Gabor. Baron Stralenheim
Idenst. Have you forgot
Third Peasant. No, the Prince's,
Idenst. Sirrah! in the Prince's
Absence, I'm sovereign; and the Baron is Josephine. Or, if it were so, how My intimate connexion :_“Cousin Idenstein! Come you to stir yourself in his behalf, (Quoth he) you'll order out a dozen villains." Rather than that of him whose life you And so, you villains, troop-march-march,
saved ? Gabor. I help'd to save him, as in peril; And if a single dog's ear of this packet but
Be sprinkled by the Oder--look to it! I did not pledge myself to serve him in For every page of paper, shall a hide Oppression. I know well these nobles, and of yours be stretch'd as parchment on a Their thousand modes of trampling on the drum, poor.
Like Ziska's skin, to beat alarm to all I have proved them; and my spirit boils Refractory vassals, who can not effect
Impossibilities–Away, ye earth-worms! I find them practising against the weak :
[Erit, driving them out. This is my only motive.
Josephine (coming forward). I fain would Josephine. It would be
shun these scenes, too oft repeated, Not easy to persuade my consort of Of feudal tyranny o'er petty victims; Your good intentions.
I cannot aid, and will not witness such. Gabor. Is he so suspicious ?
Even here, in this remote, unnamed, dull Josephine. He was not once; but time spot, and troubles havo
The dimmest in the district's map, exist Made him what you beheld.
The insolence of wealth in poverty Gabor. I'm sorry for it.
O'er something poorer still - the pride of rank
In servitude, o'er something still more Josephine. I dare not think thee guilty servile;
of dishonour. And vice in misery affecting still
Werner. Hope! I make sure.
Josephine. Yet one questionRain'd, as it were, the beverage which What hast thou done? makes glad
Werner (fiercely). Left one thing undone, The heart of man; and the ne'er unfelt sun
which (But rarely clouded, and, when clouded, Had made all well: let me not think of it! leaving
Away! His warmth behind in memory of his beams) Josephine. Alas, that I should doubt of Makes the worn mantle, and the thin robe,
[Exeunt. less Oppressive than an emperor's jewell’d purple.
SCENE I.-A Hall in the same Palace. Searching the shivering vassal through
Enter IDENSTEIN and Others. To wring his soul – as the bleak elements Idenst. Fine doings! goodly doings! His form. And 'tis to be amongst these
honest doings! sovereigns
A baron pillaged in a prince's palace! My husband pants! and such his pride of Where, till this hour, such a sin ne'er was birth
heard of. That twenty years of usage, such as no Fritz. It hardly could, unless the rats Father, born in a humble state, could nerve despoila His soul to persecute a son withal, The mice of a few shreds of tapestry. Hath changed no atom of his early nature; Idenst. Oh! that I e'er should live to But I, born nobly also, from my father's
see this day! Kindness was taught a different lesson. The honour of our city's gone for ever. Father!
Fritz. Well, but now to discover the May thy long-tried and now rewarded delinquent: spirit
The Baron is determined not to lose
Idenst. Suspect! all people
Without - within-alove-below-Heaven Enter WERNBR hastily, with the knife in his
help me! hand, by the secret pannel, which he closes
Fritz. Is there no other entrance to the hurriedly after him.
chamber? Werner (not at first recognising her). Idenst. None whatsoever. Discovered! then I'll stab -(recognising her) Fritz. Are you sure of that?
Ah Josephine, Idenst. Certain. I have lived and served Why art thou not at rest?
here since my birth, Josephine. What rest ? My God! And if there were such, must have heard What doth this mean?
of such, Werner (showing a rouleau).
Here's Or seen it. gold-gold, Josephine,
Fritz. Then it must be some one who Will rescue us from this detested dungeon. Had access to the antechamber.
Josephine. And how obtain'd?--that knife! Idenst. Doubtless.
Fritz. The man callid Werner 's poor! Away-we must to our chamber.
Idenst. Poor as a miser, Josephine. But whence comest thon? But lodged so far off, in the other wing, W'erner. Ask not! but let us think where By which there's no communication with we shall go
The Baron's chamber, that it can't be he: This—this will make us way—(showing Besides, I bade him “good night”in the hall, the gold)
Almost a mile off, and which only leads I'll fit them now. To his own apartment, about the same time