MANY VOICES. The apple has been struck! [WALTER FÜRST _staggers and is about to fall_. BERTHA _supports him_.] GESSLER (_astonished_). How? Has he shot? The madman! BERTHA. Worthy father! Pray you, compose yourself. The boy's alive. WALTER (_runs in with the apple_). Here is the apple, father! Well I knew You would not harm your boy. [TELL _stands with his body bent forward, as if still following the arrow. His bow drops from his hand. When he sees the boy advancing, he hastens to meet him with open arms, and embracing him passionately sinks down with him quite exhausted. All crowd round them deeply affected_.] BERTHA. Oh, ye kind Heavens! FÜRST (_to father and son_). My children, my dear children! STAUFFACHER. God be praised! LEUTH. Almighty powers! That was a shot indeed! It will be talked of to the end of time. HARRAS. This feat of Tell, the archer, will be told Long as these mountains stand upon their base. [_Hands the apple to_ GESSLER.] GESSLER. By Heaven! the apple's cleft right through the core. It was a master shot, I must allow. RÖSSEL. The shot was good. But woe to him who drove The man to tempt his God by such a feat! STAUFF. Cheer up, Tell, rise! You've nobly freed yourself, And now may go in quiet to your home. RÖSSEL. Come, to the mother let us bear her son! [_They are about to lead him off_.] GESSLER. A word, Tell. TELL. Sir, your pleasure? GESSLER. Thou didst place A second arrow in thy belt--nay, nay! I saw it well. Thy purpose with it? Speak! TELL (_confused_). It is a custom with all archers, sir. GESSLER. No, Tell, I cannot let that answer pass. There was some other motive, well I know. Frankly and cheerfully confess the truth;-- Whate'er it be, I promise thee thy life. Wherefore the second arrow? TELL. Well, my lord, Since you have promised not to take my life, I will, without reserve, declare the truth. [_He draws the arrow from his belt, and fixes his eyes sternly upon the governor_.] If that my hand had struck my darling child, This second arrow I had aimed at you, And, be assured, I should not then have miss'd. GESSLER. Well, Tell, I promised thou shouldst have thy life; I gave my knightly word, and I will keep it. Yet, as I know the malice of thy thoughts, I'll have thee carried hence, and safely penn'd, Where neither sun nor moon shall reach thine eyes. Thus from thy arrows I shall be secure. Seize on him, guards, and bind him! [_They bind him_.] STAUFFACHER. How, my lord-- How can you treat in such a way a man On whom God's hand has plainly been reveal'd? GESSLER. Well, let us see if it will save him twice! Remove him to my ship; I'll follow straight; At Küssnacht I will see him safely lodged. RÖSSEL. You dare not do't. Nor durst the Emperor's self So violate our dearest chartered rights. GESSLER.