take place to-morrow?

PANCRATIUS. Good night, and pleasant dreams!

Leonard is retiring.

Ho, Leonard!

LEONARD. Citizen general?

PANCRATIUS. You will accompany me day after morrow on my visit to Count
Henry.

LEONARD. I will obey.

Exit Leonard.

PANCRATIUS. How is it that this man, Count Henry, still dares to resist
and defy _me_, the ruler of millions? His forces will bear no comparison
with mine; indeed he stands almost alone, although it is true that some
hundred or two of peasants, confiding blindly in his word and clinging
to him as the dog clings to his master, still cluster round him--but
that is all folly, and can amount to nothing. Why, then, do I long to
see him, long to win him to our side? Has my spirit for the first time
encountered its equal? Can it progress no farther in the path in which
he stands to oppose me? His resistance is the last obstacle to be
overcome--he must be overthrown--and then? ... and then! ...

O my cunning intellect! Canst thou not deceive _thyself_ as thou hast
deceived others?...

Shame! thou shouldst know thine own might! Thou art _thought_, the
intelligence and reason of the people--the ruler of the masses--thou
controllest the millions, so that their will and giant force is _one_
with _thine_--all authority and government are incarnated and
concentrated in thee alone--all that would be crime in others is in thee
fame and glory--thou hast given name and place to unknown and obscure
men--thou hast given faith and eloquence to beings who had been almost
robbed of moral sentiment--thou hast created a new world in thine own
image, and _art thyself its god_! and yet ... and yet ... thou art
wandering in unknown wastes, and fearest to be lost thyself--to go
astray!

Thou knowest not thyself, nor of what thou art capable; thou rulest
others, yet doubt'st thyself--thou knowest not what thou art--whither
thou goest--nor whence thou earnest! No ... no.... Thou art sublime!

Sinks upon a chair in silent thought.

* * * * *

A forest, with a cleared hill in its midst, upon which stands a
gallows; huts, tents, watchfires, barrels, tables, and crowds of
men. The Man disguised in a dark cloak and red liberty cap, and
holding the Baptized Jew by the hand.

THE MAN. Remember!

THE BAPTIZED (_in a whisper_). Upon my honor, I will lead your
excellency aright, I will not betray you.

THE MAN. Give but one suspiciou