[Shakes hands with everybody.]
Stein, Pastor, Robert, Sophy—she has fainted. God will soon let her come after me. Bury my child. Have the bells ring; lay her bridal wreath upon her coffin. O, I am an old woman! When we meet again I shall be a murderer no longer.
[Makes with his hand a sign of farewell.]
STEIN.
You want—
FORESTER (turns around at the door).
My sight—and then—[Points upward to heaven.]—to meet my child.
[Exit. Short pause, during which the others look after him with surprise and emotion.]
STEIN (seized with a sudden apprehension).
If the other barrel is still loaded—quick—after him—