me . . . belong 1800, 1828, 1829.

Scene VII

To these enter Neumann.

Wallenstein. What now?

Neumann. The Pappenheimers are dismounted,
[[757]] And are advancing now on foot, determined
With sword in hand to storm the house, and free
The Count, their colonel.

Wallenstein (to Tertsky). Have the cannon planted.
I will receive them with chain-shot. [Exit Tertsky. 5
Prescribe to me with sword in hand! Go, Neumann!
'Tis my command that they retreat this moment,
And in their ranks in silence wait my pleasure.

[Neumann exit. Illo steps to the window.

Countess. Let him go, I entreat thee, let him go.

Illo (at the window). Hell and perdition!