TELL (gives him his hand).
May Heaven reward your kindness! Fare ye well.
[As he is going, he comes back.]
Did not you also take the oath at Rootli?
I heard your name, methinks.
FISHER.
Yes, I was there,
And took the oath of confederacy.
TELL.
Then do me this one favour; speed to Burglen—
My wife is anxious at my absence—tell her
That I am free, and in secure concealment.
FISHER.
But whither shall I tell her you have fled?
TELL.
You'll find her father with her, and some more,
Who took the oath with you upon the Rootli;
Bid them be resolute, and strong of heart,—
For Tell is free and master of his arm;
They shall hear further news of me ere long.
FISHER.
What have you, then, in view? Come, tell me frankly!
TELL.
When once 'tis /done/, 'twill be in every mouth.
[Exit.]