WALLENSTEIN. From whence did you receive the intelligence? TERZKY. A countryman from Tirschenreut conveyed it. Soon after sunrise did the fight begin A troop of the imperialists from Tachau Had forced their way into the Swedish camp; The cannonade continued full two hours; There were left dead upon the field a thousand Imperialists, together with their colonel; Further than this he did not know. WALLENSTEIN. How came Imperial troops at Neustadt? Altringer, But yesterday, stood sixty miles from there. Count Gallas' force collects at Frauenberg, And have not the full complement. Is it possible That Suys perchance had ventured so far onward? It cannot be. TERZKY. We shall soon know the whole, For here comes Illo, full of haste, and joyous. SCENE V. To these enter ILLO. ILLO (to WALLENSTEIN). A courier, duke! he wishes to speak with thee. TERZKY (eagerly). Does he bring confirmation of the victory? WALLENSTEIN (at the same time). What does he bring? Whence comes he? ILLO. From the Rhinegrave, And what he brings I can announce to you Beforehand. Seven leagues distant are the Swedes; At Neustadt did Max. Piccolomini Throw himself on them with the cavalry; A murderous fight took place! o'erpowered by numbers The Pappenheimers all, with Max. their leader, [WALLENSTEIN shudders and turns pale. Were left dead on the field. WALLENSTEIN (after a pause, in a low voice). Where is the messenger? Conduct me to him. [WALLENSTEIN is going, when LADY NEUBRUNN rushes into the room. Some servants follow her and run across the stage. NEUBRUNN. Help! Help! ILLO and TERZKY (at the same time). What now? NEUBRUNN. The princess! WALLENSTEIN and TERZKY. Does she know it? NEUBRUNN (at the same time with them). She is dying! [Hurries off the stage, when WALLENSTEIN and TERZKY follow her. SCENE VI. BUTLER and GORDON. GORDON. What's this? BUTLER. She has lost the man she loved-- Young Piccolomini, who fell in the battle. GORDON. Unfortunate lady! BUTLER. You have heard what Illo Reporteth, that the Swedes are conquerers, And marching hitherward. GORDON. Too well I heard it. BUTLER. They are twelve regiments strong, and there are five Close by us to protect the duke. We have Only my single regiment; and the garrison Is not two hundred strong. GORDON. 'Tis even so. BUTLER. It is not possible with such small force To hold in custody a man like him. GORDON. I grant it. BUTLER. Soon the numbers would disarm us, And liberate him. GORDON. It were to be feared. BUTLER (after a pause). Know, I am warranty for the event; With my head have I pledged myself for his, Must make my word good, cost it what it will, And if alive we cannot hold him prisoner, Why--death makes all things certain! GORDON. Sutler! What? Do I understand you? Gracious God! You could----