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l have it, 10 Such as this ruinous mansion may afford: Tis spacious, but too cold and crazy now For Hospitality's more cordial welcome: But as it is 'tis yours. _Werner_ (_to his wife_). Why say ye so? At once such hearty greeting to a stranger? At such a lonely hour, too-- _Josepha_ (_in reply to Werner_). Nay--he's honest. There is trust-worthiness in his blunt looks. _Werner_ (_to Josepha_). "Trustworthiness in looks!" I'll trust no looks! I look into men's faces for their age, Not for their actions--had he Adam's brow, 20 Open and goodly as before the fall, I've lived too long to trust the frankest aspect. (_To Carl_) Whence come you Sir? _Carl_. From Frankfort, on my way To my own country--I've a companion too-- He tarries now behind:--an hour ago, On reaching that same river on your frontier, We found it swoln by storms--a stranger's carriage, Despite the current, drawn by sturdy mules, Essayed to pass, and nearly reached the middle Of that which was the _ford_ in gentler weather, 30 When down came driver, carriage, mules, and all-- You may suppose the worthy Lord within Fared ill enough:--worse still he might have suffered, But that my comrade and myself rushed in, And with main strength and some good luck beside, Dislodged and saved him: he'll be here anon. His equipage by this time is at Dresden-- I left it floating that way. _Werner_. Where is he? _Carl_. Hitherward on his way, even like myself-- We saw the light and made for the nearest shelter: 40 You'll not deny us for a single night? You've room enough, methinks--and this vast ruin Will not be worse for three more guests. _Werner_. Two more: And thou?--well--be it so--(_aside_) (tonight will soon Be overpast: they shall not stay tomorrow)-- Know you the name of him you saved? _Carl_. Not I! I think I heard him called a Baron Something-- But was too chill to stay and hear his titles: You know they are sometimes tedious in the reckoning, If counted over by the noble wearer. 50 Has't any wine? I'm wet, stung to the marrow-- My com
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