THEKLA.
Good night, beloved mother! (Falling on her neck and embracing her with deep emotion).
DUCHESS.
Thou scarcely art composed e'en now, my daughter.
Thou tremblest strongly, and I feel thy heart
Beat audibly on mine.
THEKLA. Sleep will appease
Its beating: now good night, good night, dear mother.
(As she withdraws from her mother's arms the curtain falls).
ACT V
SCENE I
Butler's Chamber.
BUTLER and MAJOR GERALDIN