The murderer's here?
Away, for fear the blood should flow again!
No! No! Come here!
[She lays hold of DANKWART.]
That Siegfried may bear witness!
[She wipes her hand on her dress.]
Alas, alas! My right hand nevermore
May dare to touch him. Does the blood gush forth?
O Mother, look! I cannot! No? Then these
But hide the deed. I seek the murderer.
If Hagen Tronje's here, let him come forth!
He is not guilty—I'll give him my hand.
UTE.
My child—
KRIEMHILD.
Now go and hear Brunhilda laugh.
She's eating too, and drinking.