[19] _you_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [23] _Gordon (shuddering)._ Both dead? 1800, 1828, 1829. [25] _not_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [26] _your_ 1800, 1828. [27] _my_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [39] _Your_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [40] _His_ 1800, 1828, 1829. SCENE V _To these enter MACDONALD and DEVEREUX, with the_ Halberdiers. _Gordon (throwing himself between him and them)._ No, monster! First over my dead body thou shalt tread. I will not live to see the accursed deed! _Butler (forcing him out of the way)._ Weak-hearted dotard! [_Trumpets are heard in the distance._ _Devereux and Macdonald._ Hark! The Swedish trumpets! The Swedes before the ramparts! Let us hasten! 5 _Gordon (rushes out)._ O, God of Mercy! _Butler (calling after him)._ Governor, to your post! _Groom of the Chamber (hurries in)._ Who dares make larum here? Hush! The Duke sleeps. _Devereux (with loud harsh voice)._ Friend, it is time now to make larum. _Groom of the Chamber._ Help! Murder! _Butler._ Down with him! _Groom of the Chamber (run through the body by Devereux, falls at the entrance of the gallery)._ Jesus Maria! _Butler._ Burst the doors open! 10 [_They rush over the body into the gallery--two doors are heard to crash one after the other--Voices deadened by the distance--Clash of arms--then all at once a profound silence._ SCENE VI _Countess Tertsky (with a light)._ Her bed-chamber is empty; she herself Is no where to be found! The Neubrunn too, Who watched by her, is missing. If she should Be flown--But whither flown? We must call up Every soul in the house. How will the Duke 5 Bear up against these worst bad tidings? O If that my husband now were but returned Home from the banquet: Hark! I wonder whether The Duke is still awake! I thought I heard Voices and tread of feet here! I will go 10 And listen at the door. Hark! What is that? 'Tis hastening up the steps! SCENE VII _COUNTESS, GORDON._ _Gordon (rushes in out of breath)._ 'Tis a mistake, 'Tis not the Swedes--Ye must proceed no further-- Butler! O God! Where is he? [_Then observing the COUNTESS._ Countess! Say---- _Countess._ You are come then from the castle? Where's my husband? _Gordon._ Your husband!--Ask not!--To the Duke---- 5 _Countess._ Not till You have discovered to me---- _Gordon._ On this moment Does the world hang. For God's sake! to the Duke. While we are speaking---- [_Calling loudly._ Butler! Butler! God! _Countess._ Why, he is at the castle with my husband. [_BUTLER comes from the gallery._