SECRETARY.
That I shall do, no one else. If the world itself hung on it you should not even touch the hem of her dress again! Come! Into the woods with me! But mark this! I shall take you by the arm, and if on the way you emit a single cry—[He holds up a pistol.] I trust you believe me! Nevertheless, that you may not feel tempted, we will take the road through the garden behind the house!
LEONARD.
One of them is for me—give it to me!
SECRETARY.
So that you can throw it away and compel me to murder you or let you escape! Is that why you want it? Be patient, until we are on the spot! Then I shall divide with you honestly!
LEONARD (goes, and accidentally knocks his drinking-glass from the table).
Shall I never take another drink?
SECRETARY.
Courage, my lad! Perhaps it will go well with you! God and the devil seem to be forever fighting for the world! Who knows which is master just now?