Yes; that's safe still;
But loiter not in Prague;--you do not know
With whom you have to deal.

_Gab._ I know too well--
And knew it ere yourself, unhappy Sire!
Farewell! [_Exit_ GABOR.

_Sieg._ (_solus and listening_).
He hath cleared the staircase. Ah! I hear
The door sound loud behind him! He is safe!
Safe!--Oh, my father's spirit!--I am faint-- 20

[_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_.

_Ulr._ Despatch!--he's there!

_Lud._ The Count, my Lord!

_Ulr._ (_recognizing_ SIEGENDORF). _You_ here, sir!

_Sieg._ Yes: if you want another victim, strike!

_Ulr._ (_seeing him stript of his jewels_).
Where is the ruffian who hath plundered you?
Vassals, despatch in search of him! You see
'Twas as I said--the wretch hath stript my father
Of jewels which might form a Prince's heir-loom!
Away! I'll follow you forthwith.
[_Exeunt all but_ SIEGENDORF _and_ ULRIC.
What's this?
Where is the villain?

_Sieg._ There are _two_, sir: which
Are you in quest of?

_Ulr._ Let us hear no more
Of this: he must be found. You have not let him 30
Escape?

_Sieg._ He's gone.

_Ulr._ With your connivance?

_Sieg._ With
My fullest, freest aid.

_Ulr._ Then fare you well!
[ULRIC _is going_.

_Sieg._ Stop! I command--entreat--implore! Oh, Ulric!
Will you then leave me?

_Ulr._ What! remain to be
Denounced--dragged, it may be, in chains; and all
By your inherent weakness, half-humanity,
Selfish remorse, and temporizing pity,
That sacrifices your whole race to save
A wretch to profit by our ruin! No, Count,
Henceforth you have no son!

_Sieg._ I never had one; 40
And would you ne'er had borne the useless name!
Where will you go? I would not send you forth
Without protection