NATALIE (going to her).
Oh, mother mine!
LADIES-IN-WAITING. Heavens, how pale! She is faint.
[They support her.]
ELECTRESS. Here, lead me to a chair, I must sit down.
Dead, said he—dead?
NATALIE. Mother, my precious mother!
ELECTRESS. I'll see this bearer of dread news myself.
SCENE V
CAPTAIN VON MÖRNER enters, wounded, supported by two troopers. The others.
ELECTRESS. Oh, herald of dismay, what do you bring?
MÖRNER. Oh, precious Madam, what these eyes of mine
To their eternal grief themselves have seen!