[She goes to the gate of the court and looks anxiously after TELL and her son for a considerable time.]
SCENE II
A retired part of the Forest.-Brooks dashing in spray over the rocks.
Enter BERTHA in a hunting dress. Immediately afterward RUDENZ
BERTHA.
He follows me. Now, then, to speak my mind!
RUDENZ (entering hastily).
At length, dear lady, we have met alone
In this wild dell, with rocks on every side,
No jealous eye can watch our interview.
Now let my heart throw off this weary silence.
BERTHA.
But are you sure they will not follow us?