JACOBUS
Who is this man?—Come hither.
BARBARA
[without approaching him, lifting her face clearly]
Good-morning to you, father! We are wed.
Michael,—shall I go hither?
[The townsfolk are amazed.]
JACOBUS
She is mad!
She is quite mad,—my treasure.
PETER the Cobbler
Let her speak.
Maids sometimes marry, even in Hamelin.
ALL
( Ay, tell us!
( Who is he? Barbara?
( Art thou mad?—How came ye hither?
JACOBUS
Who is he?
BARBARA
Michael.
PETER the Cobbler
'Tis the Sword-Eater!
A friend o' the Piper's!—Hearken—
ALL
She's bewitched!
HANS' WIFE
This is the girl was vowed to Holy Church,
For us and for our children that are lost!