PASTOR.
Has Robert been murdered?
[Goes anxiously up to STEIN.]
Enter BASTIAN.
MÖLLER.
Not yet. Not yet, I hope. But—I am quite beside myself. Ulrich's Andrew has already shot and killed Godfrey. Those from the forester's house have instituted a regular hunt for their enemies. I had Godfrey carried home. He looks horrible. The bullet entered at the left side of the spine. He died in Mr. Robert's arms. I asked him: Was it Andrew, Godfrey? It was Andrew, he said—it was Andrew—and lay down a dead man. I implored Mr. Robert to come home for God's sake; he was quite beside himself, and would not come. And I had not gone two hundred steps with my men, when two more shots were fired behind us.
STEIN (rises, beside himself).
Mount your horse at once—ride till it drops dead—only be quick—get soldiers from the town—surround the whole forest—catch that murderer's band from the forester's house! You, Bastian, get quickly my Lüttich rifle, the one that's loaded—then call the workingmen—have them armed—to—where was it, Möller?
MÖLLER.
At the first bridge—in the Dell, scarcely ten minutes beyond the forester's house.