THEKLA.
Whom am I seeking? Him who is no more?
Am I then hastening to the arms—O God!
I haste but to the grave of the beloved.
NEUBR.
And we alone, two helpless feeble women?
THEKLA.
We will take weapons: my arm shall protect thee.
NEUBR.
In the dark night-time?
THEKLA.
Darkness will conceal us.