Take aim now as you will.
(Cries of “No! no! no! no!”)
A Voice. Long live the Emperor! Maximilian!
Max. Then if you love me, friends, I beg you ’ll leave
This place of song and go to the Cathedral.
There pray for me to Him who spared my life,
And, if you will, pray that He yet may spare it
To work His will and yours.
(Crowd goes out silently)
Mar. (To Labastida) That was well done.
Lab. Sincerity is once a diplomat.
Car. (To Princess Salm-Salm) Princess, take this poor creature to your care.
(Officer releases Aseffa, who goes out as in a dream with Prince and Princess Salm-Salm and several ladies)
Mar. (Approaching Maximilian) Your Majesty, let me congratulate—
Ill, sire?