Sickingen: Good luck!
Marie: Welcome, a thousand times!
Goetz: Now quickly to the chapel! I've thought it all out, and time presses.
Scene II.—Large hall; in the background a door, leading to the chapel. Lerse and men-at-arms. Enter Goetz from chapel.
Goetz: How now, Lerse? The men had better be distributed over the walls. Let them take any breastplates, helmets, and arms they may want. Are the gates well manned?
Lerse: Yes, sir.
Goetz: Sickingen will leave us at once. You will lead him through the lower gate, along the water, and across the ford. Then look around you, and come back.
[Enter Sickingen, Marie, Elizabeth, from chapel. Drums in distance announce the enemy's approach.
Goetz: May God bless you and send you merry, happy days!
Elizabeth: And may He let your children be like you!