"Let them alone," laughed Waldburg, scornfully, "those gentry may do and say what they please to-day; Fronsberg will soon bring them to their senses."
"No," said Ludwig von Hutten, "if any one has a right to talk in such terms, I am the one, the avenger of my son's blood; but until war be declared, intemperate conversation must be restrained. My cousin Ulerich speaks much too violently with the Italians about the monk of Wittemberg, and when he is out of temper, divulges things which ought to be kept secret."
Fronsberg and Sickingen now rose from table, and those about them following their example, the break-up was general.
FOOTNOTE TO CHAPTER III.:
[Footnote 1]: The same words which Fronsberg made use of in speaking of Götz von Berlichingen.
CHAPTER IV.
The eyes with which I gaze on her
Can pierce thro' wood and stone:
They're seated in my heart so true,
That beats for her alone.