WALTER (clinging to him in great agony).
Oh, father, father, father dear!
TELL (pointing to Heaven).
Thy father is on high—appeal to Him!
STAUFFACHER.
Hast thou no message, Tell, to send your wife?
TELL (clasping the boy passionately to his breast).
The boy's uninjured; God will succor me!
[Tears himself suddenly away, and follows the soldiers
of the guard.
ACT IV.
SCENE I.
Eastern shore of the Lake of Lucerne; rugged and singularly shaped rocks close the prospect to the west. The lake is agitated, violent roaring and rushing of wind, with thunder and lightning at intervals.
KUNZ OF GERSAU, FISHERMAN and BOY.
KUNZ.
I saw it with these eyes! Believe me, friend,
It happen'd all precisely as I've said.