Sieg. (points to Ulric's sabre, still upon the ground).
Take also that—
I saw you eye it eagerly, and him
Distrustfully.
Gab. (takes up the sabre). I will; and so provide
To sell my life—not cheaply.
[Gabor goes into the turret, which Siegendorf closes.
Sieg. (advances to Ulric).Now, Count Ulric!
For son I dare not call thee—What say'st thou?400
Ulr. His tale is true.