"I do not rely upon the king's mercy, but perhaps in the decisive hour, he will remember what we have been to each other; if Ulrich, on the contrary, robs the irritated lion of his prey and is seized...." "My sister shall watch over him," said the baron but Sophonisba tore open the door, rushed into the studio, and called as loudly as she could: "Ulrich, Ulrich! Ulrich!" The men followed her, but scarcely had they crossed the threshold, when they heard her rap violently at the door of the school-room, and Ulrich asking: "What is it ?" "Open the door!" Soon after, with pallid face and throbbing heart, he was standing before the others, asking: "What am I to do ?" "Save your master!" cried Sophonisba.

"Are you a contemptible Wight, or does a true artist's heart beat in your breast?
Would you fear to go, perhaps to your death, for this imperilled man ?" "No, no!" cried the youth as joyously as if a hundred-pound weight had been lifted from his breast.

"If it costs my life, so much the better! Here I am! Post me where you please, do with me as you will! He has given me everything, and I--I have betrayed him.

I must confess, even if you kill me! I gossiped, babbled--like a fool, a child--about what I accidentally saw here yesterday.

It is my fault, mine, if they pursue him.