[LINDENSCHMIED _has availed himself of the moment when no one is looking
at him to take away_ ANDREW'S _gun furtively, and hurries out with it_.]
FREI.
What is the time, host?
HOST.
Past eight.
FREI (_going out_).
Good-by.
SCENE IV
HOST; ANDREW.
ANDREW (_starts up_).
Eight? Now William may come.
HOST (_approaches_ ANDREW _timidly_).
You are an honest man. To you I may unburden my mind. They are an
abominable set--those that just left. They let fall some words. Godfrey
is drunk in the Dell, and Lindenschmied, his mortal enemy, has gone
after him. And what didn't he say! He was talking of making his fingers
crooked. And that fellow is capable of everything!
ANDREW.
You believe Lindenschmied intends to have Godfrey's life?
HOST.
I have said nothing. If I expose their plot, they will burn my house
over my head. And if I do nothing--
[_Walks up and down_.]
ANDREW (_was about to rise, but sits down again_).
To save that fellow? Let happen to him what God permits. I will not turn
a finger to save him.
HOST (_as before_).
What shall I do?
ANDREW.
Father says: When a person is in distress every decent man must come to
his assistance, and when it's all over he may ask: Whom did I assist?
[Illustration: MOSES ON MT. SINAI SCHNORR VON CAROLSFELD].
HOST.
Perhaps I had better inform? But--
ANDREW (_rises with sudden decision_).
I am going. I will see whether I can find Godfrey. I am sure nothing
will happen to William. It is only a few steps from here to the house.
What am I looking for? My muffler. There in my temples something is
hammering and buzzing. What did I do with it? I tied it around the gun.
[_When he cannot find it_.]
But where is my gun?
HOST.
You miss your gun?
ANDREW.
I put it right here. The one with the yellow strap.
HOST.
Only a moment ago I saw it standing there.
ANDREW.
Did you take it up, perhaps?
HOST.
I? I have not touched it. Good heavens! If Lindenschmied--you were
resting, and I was just counting. What is to be done?
ANDREW.
Nothing. I go without my gun. I have no time to get another one from
home.
HOST.
But unarmed--
ANDREW.
Never mind! If that pain in my chest only does not become worse.
[_At the door_.]
I only hope I shall not be too late.
[_From without_.]
Good-night, host.
[_Exeunt both_.]
SCENE V
_In the Dell. Picturesque forest glen; in the background the broo
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