Conrad—How could he ever find us here?
Fritz— I see
How that could be; Woden knows where we are,
And where he turns his face the way is clear.
Conrad—Oswald has turned his back on Woden's face.
Fritz—Blind Hoder wandered once as far as Hell,
And he came back, for Woden in his mind
Directed him and—Here comes Canzler now.
Conrad—Is that the sword.
Fritz— Yes.
Conrad— What was that he said?
Fritz—He must be going down to see the priest.
(With the sword at his side and wearing a cap made of a wild-cat's skin, its head upon his head and the rest of the skin hanging down his back, Canzler comes down the sheep path, followed by Rudolph.)
Canzler—More than two years have passed and not a word
Was ever said to throw the claim in doubt;
But now that Hartzel is about to die
They think to get the whole tract for the Church,
Upon the ground that he who sold the land
To Hartzel was apostate to their Faith.