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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. Werner(aloud and hastily). W'ho says that? Idenst. Your Lordship seems

[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

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 when 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 W'erner. 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 render'd, 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 å presence. Your Excellency rested for an hour, Stralenk. (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 H'erner. Long ? So much. My comrade may speak for Stralenh. I sought himself.

An answer, not an echo. Stralenh. (fixing his eyes upon Werner, Worner. 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 Slralenh. 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. Theirs on him, policy has 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 sickness

If I could aid you–journeying the same way? If this be he or no? I thought, cre now. Werner (quickly). I am not journeying To have been lord of Siegendorf, nnd parted

the same way.
In haste, though even the elements appear Stralenh. How know ye
To fight against me, and this sudden flood That, ere you know my route?
May keep me prisoner here till

Werner. Because there is
(Ile pauses and looks at Werner, then But one way that the rich and poor must tread

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,

forth

assurance

resumes.

easy chair

Our roads must lie asunder, though they tend And I'm detected,-- on the very eve
All to one home.

Of honours, rights, and my inheritance, Stralenh. Your language is above When a few drops of gold might save me still Your station.

In favouring an escape.
I'erner (bitterly). Is it?
Stralenh. Or, at least, beyond

Enter IDENSTEIN and Fritz in conversation. Your garb.

Fritz. Immediately. H'erner. 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 Stralenh. (stariled) 1?

Fail, you must send on others, till the answer Il erner. Yes -- you! You know me not, Arrives from Frankfort, from the comand question 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: – Have you 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 Il erner. Then forgive

He may not be disturb'd until eleven,
The same unknown and humble stranger, if When he will take himself to bed.
He wishes to remain so to the man

Idenst. Before
Who can have nought in common with him. An hour is past I'll do my best to serve him.
Stralenh. Sir,

Fritz. Remember!

(Erit Fritz. I will not balk your humour, though Idenst. The devil take these great men! untoward :

they I only meant you service--but, good night! Think all things made for them. Now here Intendant, show the way! (10 Gabor) Sir,

must 1 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 ? Ils 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

(Exit 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

doubt rivers,

[le 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 [1'erner 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 seeins paradise. Another day,

Stralenheim

now?

rooins

Will wait for even the show of that authority Suspicion Is a heavy armour, and
Which is to overshadow usurpation ? With its own weight impedes more than
That he suspects me 's certain. I'm alone; protects.
He with a numerous train; I weak; he Good night. I trust to meet with him at
strong

daybreak.

[Erit Gabor. In gold, in numbers, rank, authority; I nameless, or involving in my pame

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 fort, Than they could do elsewhere. Hark! nearer And have risk'd more than drowning for as still!

much, 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

families ? fancy!

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 unexplored 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

Two thalers.
Enter GABOR and JOSEPHINE.

Third Peasant. No more?
Gabor. Where is your husband ?

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 be gone Do not five hundred thousand heroes daily To accompany the intendant.

Risk lives and souls for the tithe of one Gabor. Baron Stralenheim

thaler ?
Put many questions to the intendant on When had you half the sum ?
The subject of your lord, and, to be plain, Third Peasant. Never-but ne'er
I have my doubts if he means well. The less I must have three.
Josephine. Alas!

Idenst. Have you forgot
What can there be in common with the Whose vassal you were born, knave ?
proud

Third Peasant. No, the Prince's,
And wealthy Baron and the unknown And not the stranger's.
Werner?

Idenst. Sirrah! in the Prince's
Gabor. That you know best.

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 ?

I say: 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 :

[E.rit, 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 have

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

up when

pass here.

his rags,

In servitude, o’er something still more Josephine. I dare not think thee guilty servile;

of dishonour. And vice in misery affecting still

Werner. Dishonour!
A tatter'd splendour. What a state of being! Josephine. I have said it.
In Tuscany, my own dear sunny land,

Werner. Let us hence:
Our nobles were but citizens and merchants, 'Tis the last night, I trust, that we need
Like Cosmo. We had evils, but not such
As these; and our all-ripe and gushing Josephine. And not the worst, I hope.
valleys

Werner. Hope! I make sure.
Made poverty more cheerful, where each herb But let us to our chamber.
Was in itself a meal, and every vine Josephine. Yet one question-
Rain'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,

thee!

(Ereunt. less Oppressive than an emperor's jewell'd purple.

ACT II.
But, here! the despots of the north appear
To imitate the ice-wind of their clime,

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 tw nty years of usage, such as no

Fritz. It hardly uld, unless the rate Father, born in a humble state, could nerve despoil'd 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
Look down on us and our so long desired This sum without a search.
Ulric! I love my son, as thou didst me! Idenst. And so am I.
What's that? Thou, Werner! can it be? Fritz. But whom do you suspect ?
and thus.

Idenst. Suspect! all people

Without - within-above-below-Heaven Enter WERNER 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, W'erner (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.
Werner. 'Tis bloodles-yet.

Fritz. The man call’d 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, Werner. 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 inake 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 bis own apartment, about the same time

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When this burglarions, larcenons felony AU gipsies, and ill-clothed and sallow Appears to have been committed.

people. Fritz. There's another

Prisoners we'll have at least, if not the The stranger

culprit; Idenst. The Hungarian ?

And for the Baron's gold--if 'tis not found, Fritz. He who help'd

At least he shall have the full satisfaction To fish the Baron from the Oder.

Of melting twice its substance in the raising Idenst. Not

The ghost of this rouleau. Here's alchymy Unlikely. But, hold-might it not have been for your Lord's losses ! One of the suite ?

Fritz. He hath found a better. Fritz. How? We, Sir!

Idenst. Where? Idenst. No-not you,

Fritz. In a most immense inheritance. But some of the inferior knaves. You say The late Count Siegendorf, his distant The Baron was asleep in the great chair

kinsman, The velvet chair—in his embroider'd night- Is dead near Prague, in his castle, and my

Lord
gown;
His toilet spread before him, and upon it Is on his way to take possession.
A cabinet with letters, papers, and

Idenst. Was there no heir ?
Several rouleaux of gold; of which one only Fritz. Oh, yes; but he has disappear'd
Has disappear'd :- the door unbolted, with Long from the world's eye, and perhaps
No difficult access to any.

the world. Fritz. Good Sir,

A prodigal son, beneath his father's ban Be not so quick; the honour of the corps, For the last twenty years; for whom his sire Which forms the Baron's household, 's Refused to kill the fatted calf; and therefore, unimpeachd,

If living, he inust chew the husks still. But' From steward to scullion, save in the fair The Baron would find means to silence him, way

Were he to re-appear : he's politic, Of peculation; such as in accompts, And has much influence with a certain Weights, measures, larder, cellar, buttery,

court. Where all men take their prey; as also in Idenst. He's fortunate. Postage of letters, gathering of rents, Fritz. 'Tis true, there is a grandson, Purveying feasts, and understanding with whom the late Count reclaim'd from his The honest trades who furnish noble masters:

son's hands, But for your petty, picking, downright And educated as his heir; but then thievery,

His birth is doubtful. We scorn it as we do board-wages: then Idenst. How so? Had one of our folks done it, he would not Fritz. His sire made Have been so poor a spirit as to hazard A left-hand, love, imprudent sort of marriage, His neck for one rouleau, but have swoop'd With an Italian exile's dark-eyed daughter:

Noble, they say, too; but no match for such Also the cabinet, if portable.

A house as Siegendorf's. The grandsire ill Idenst. There is some senso in that- Could brook the alliance; and could ne'er Fritz. No, Sir; be sure

be brought 'Twas none of our corps; but some petty, To see the parents, though he took the son. trivial

Idenst. If he's a lad of mettle, he may yet Picker and stealer, withont art or genins. Dispute your claim, and weave a web that The only question is - Who else could have

may Access, save the flungarian and yourself? Puzzle your Baron to unravel. Idenst. You don't mean me?

Fritz. Why, Fritz. No, Sir; I honour more

For mettle, he has quite enough; they say, Your talents

He forms a happy mixture of his sire Idenst. And my principles, I hope. And grandsire's qualities,-impetuous as Fritz. Of course.

But to the point: The former, and deep as the latter; but What's to be done?

The strangest is, that he too disappear'd Idenst. Nothing-but there's a good deal Some months ago. to be said.

Idenst. The devil he did! We'll offer a reward; move heaven and Fritz. Why, yes ; earth,

It must have been at his suggestion, at And the police (though there's none nearer An hour so critical as was the eve than

Of the old man's death, whose heart was Frankfort); post notites in manuscript

broken by it. (For we've no printer); and set by my clerk Idenst. Was there no cause assign d ? To read them (for few can, save he and I). Fritz. Plenty, no doubt, We'll send out villains to strip beggars, and And none perhaps the true one. Some avere'd Search empty pockets; also, to arrest It was to scck his parents; some, because

all;

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