We're quarreling like children. May one not
Collect his weapons, though he knoweth not
When he may need to use them? One explores
An unknown land and finds its passes out.
Then why not, pray, a hero? I will try
My fortune now with Kriemhild, if it were
Only that this fine ruse that we have planned
Might not be all in vain. She'll not betray
The secret to me unless he hath told
The matter to her. Then you may decide
Whether to use the knowledge I may gain;
And you may really do, if so you please,
What I shall but pretend, and so in war
Protect the place where death may find him out.
But you must know where is his mortal spot.
[Exit.]
SCENE IV
GISELHER (to GUNTHER).
Thou hast returned to thine own loyalty
And faithfulness, or else I'd say: this trick
Is far beneath a king!
VOLKER.
Thy angry mood
Is natural; thou wast thyself deceived.
GISELHER.
That was not why. Yet let us not dispute
When all is well again.