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ly a moment--then I saw him--still standing as before, but only for a moment--then he collapsed--then had happened what did happen. Then I folded my hands over my gun, and said: "You have been judged according to your desert." And I prayed: "God have mercy on his poor soul." Then a swarm of owls flew up and screeched. That sounded as though they said Amen. Then I stood again erect on my feet. For God and Earth and Heaven and every creature demand justice. [_He loses himself in a brown study_.] SCENE V _The_ FORESTER, _lost in thought, alone. Then_ STEIN _and the_ PASTOR, _at first only heard behind the scenes_. STEIN (_still outside_). Ulrich! FORESTER (_awaking, mechanically_). Stein! STEIN (_as above_). Do you hear? FORESTER (_the connection of the events suddenly flashes upon him_). It did happen! [_Makes a movement as if to seize his gun; but controls himself_.] No! Not an iota more than my right! STEIN (_entering, the_ PASTOR _behind him_). Where is your Andrew, Ulrich? FORESTER. What do you want with my Andrew? STEIN. To demand my Robert from him. FORESTER. Your Robert?--From my Andrew?--Look here! [_Shows the muffler_.] PASTOR. For Heaven's sake!--There is blood on the muffler! STEIN. What is that? FORESTER. That is my Andrew's blood, and your Robert spilled it. And you sent your Moeller for the soldiers! And you made me a scoundrel before the world--with your two kinds of right--so that you may twist it as you like! But here--[_striking his breast_] there still is a right! That neither you nor your lawyers can twist. SCENE VI ANDREW, _still without_. STEIN, FORESTER, PASTOR. ANDREW (_outside, in a low voice_). Father-- PASTOR. Who calls? STEIN. Is not that Andrew's voice? FORESTER (_continuing_). Here it is written: "Ye shall have one manner of law." And the law has judged you. "And he that killeth any man he--" ANDREW. Father! FORESTER (_trembling, staring at the door, with smothered voice, mechanically_). "He--he--shall--surely--be--put to death"-- _Enter_ ANDREW. STEIN (_going toward him_). God be thanked! Andrew, you live! FORESTER (_makes a great effort_). It is not true. He is dead. He must be dead. ANDREW. Father! FORESTER (_stretching out his hand, as if warding him off_). Who are you? ANDREW (_more and more alarmed_). Do you not know your Andrew any more? FORE
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