GANDALF. No, of course, of course! But still, those strangers who destroyed the castle?
BLANKA. And what of them?
GANDALF. Only,—has not your father Told you from whence they came?
BLANKA. Never! How could he! Strangers they were alike to him and us. But if you wish I'll ask him right away.
GANDALF. [Quickly.] No, let it be.
BLANKA. Ah, now I understand! You wish to know where you can seek them now, And take blood-vengeance, as you call it.
GANDALF. Ah, Blood-vengeance! Thanks! The word I had forgot; You bring me back—
BLANKA. But do you know, it is An ugly practice.
GANDALF. [Going toward the background.] Farewell!
BLANKA. O, you are going?