STER.
_My_ Andrew is dead. If you lie slain in the Dell--then you shall be my
Andrew--then everything is well--then we will rejoice--then we will
sing: Lord God, we praise Thee!
PASTOR.
He is demented!
STEIN.
Andrew, my Robert--
ANDREW.
You have my muffler which Lindenschmied stole from me before he killed
Godfrey?
STEIN.
Lindenschmied killed Godfrey? And my Robert--
ANDREW.
Robert was pursuing him. He compelled Robert to shoot him.
FORESTER.
He? He had your gun?
ANDREW.
Stolen it with my muffler.
FORESTER.
And Robert did--
ANDREW.
Lindenschmied was not mortally wounded. I had his wound dressed in the
mill, and had him removed before the magistrate--
FORESTER (_gradually collapsing_).
I am in the wrong!
[_Sinks down upon a chair_.]
ANDREW.
That is the reason why I am so late.
FORESTER (_rises; goes to_ STEIN _with his gun in his hand_).
Stein, do to me according to my desert.
STEIN.
What do you mean?
FORESTER.
"Eye for eye, tooth for tooth"--
STEIN (_looking at the_ PASTOR).
What does he mean by that again?
FORESTER.
Weiler thought that Lindenschmied with the gun was my Andrew. Your
Robert wounded Lindenschmied, and I--killed your Robert for this!
PASTOR.
Almighty God!
ANDREW (_at the same time_).
Robert!
FORESTER (_almost simultaneously_).
Shoot me!
STEIN (_has seized the gun_).
You murderer!
[_The_ PASTOR _arrests his arm_.]
ANDREW.
You shot Robert, father? Robert lives!
STEIN.
He lives?
PASTOR.
He lives?
FORESTER.
He lives?
ANDREW.
He lives, as surely as I live!
FORESTER.
It was only a dream? Can it be that I am not a murderer? That I am an
honorable man?
PASTOR.
That you are, Ulrich. Drive away that unfortunate delusion.
STEIN.
Man alive, to what might you have provoked me!
[_Puts away the gun_.]
FORESTER.
You saw him? When did you see him, Andrew? Now, Andrew? Just
now, Andrew?
ANDREW.
Just now, as I was coming home, I met two men from the mill with a
stretcher. Robert had just called them out of their beds; they were
going to the Dell; Robert had gone ahead of them.
FORESTER.
To the Dell?
PASTOR.
With a stretcher?
STEIN.
What can be behind all this?
FORESTER (_has gone to the door of_ MARY'S _room; releases the latch_).
Thanks be to God!
[_Listening_.]
I hear her breathing. Oh, she sleeps a peaceful sleep. I am oppressed
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