Just think with whom your daughter--
SCHWARTZE.
Will you swear to me that no weak and personal motives are mixed with your intention,--that you do what you do in the name of our Lord and Saviour?
HEFFTERDINGT.
I swear it!
SCHWARTZE.
Then God's will be done. [Marie gives a cry of joy. Heffterdingt presses Schwartze's hand.]
SCHWARTZE.
[Holding his hand, speaking softly.] The way will be hard for you, I know. Your lost youth--your pride--