With the——No! all is silent—'twas my fancy!—
Still as the breathless interval between
The flash and thunder:—I must hush my soul
Amidst its perils. Yet I will retire,
To see if still be unexplored the passage
I wot of: it will serve me as a den
Of secrecy for some hours, at the worst.640
[Werner draws a panel, and exit, closing it after him.
Enter Gabor and Josephine.
Gab. Where is your husband?