Sickingen: But I can secretly send you twenty horsemen.
Goetz: That offer I accept.
[Exeunt.
Scene III.—A hill with a view over a fertile country. George and Goetz's men cross the stage, chasing the imperial troops. Then Selbitz is carried on, wounded, accompanied by Faud.
Selbitz: Let me rest here!—and back to your master; back to Goetz!
Faud: Let me stay with you. I am no good below; they have hammered my old bones till I can scarcely move. (Exit soldiers.) Here from the wall I can watch the fight.
Selbitz: What do you see?
Faud: Your horsemen are turning tail. I can see Goetz's three black feathers in the midst of the turmoil. Woe, he has fallen! And George's blue plume has disappeared! Sickingen's horsemen in flight! Ha! I see Goetz again! And George! Victory! Victory! They are routed! Goetz is after them—he has seized their flag! The fugitives are coming here! Oh! what will they do with you?
Selbitz: Come down and draw! My sword is ready. I'll make it hot for them, even sitting or lying down!