Lerse: There is plenty of powder, but bullets are scarce.
Goetz: Look round for lead! Meanwhile, we must make the crossbows do.
[Distant shooting is heard at intervals. Exit Goetz with crossbow.
Lerse (breaking a window and detaching the lead from the glass): This lead has rested long enough; now it may fly for a change.
[Enter Goetz.
Goetz: They have ceased firing, and offer a truce with all sorts of signs and white rags. They will probably ask me to surrender on knightly parole.
Lerse: I'll go and see. 'Tis best to know their mind.
[Goes out and returns shortly.
Lerse: Liberty! Liberty! Here are the conditions. You may withdraw with arms, horses, and armour, leaving all provisions behind. Your property will be carefully guarded. I am to remain.
Goetz: Come, take the best arms with you, and leave the others here! Come, Elizabeth! Through this very gate I led you as a young bride. Who knows when we shall return?