COUNTESS, DUCHESS, THEKLA
THEKLA (_endeavoring to hold back the_ DUCHESS).
Dear mother, do stay here!
DUCHESS.
No! Here is yet
Some frightful mystery that is hidden from me.
Why does my sister shun me? Don't I see her
Full of suspense and anguish roam about
From room to room? Art thou not full of terror?
And what import these silent nods and gestures
Which stealthwise thou exchangest with her?
THEKLA.
Nothing:
Nothing, dear mother!
DUCHESS (_to the_ COUNTESS).
Sister, I will know.
COUNTESS.
What boots it now to hide it from her? Sooner
Or later she _must_ learn to hear and bear it.
'Tis not the time now to indulge infirmity;
Courage beseems us now, a heart collect,
And exercise and previous discipline
Of fortitude. One word, and over with it!
Sister, you are deluded. You believe
The Duke has been deposed--the Duke is not
Deposed--he is--
THEKLA (_going to the_ COUNTESS).
What? do you wish to kill her?
COUNTESS.
The Duke is--
THEKLA (_throwing her arms round her mother_).
O stand firm; stand firm, my mother!
COUNTESS.
Revolted is the Duke; he is preparing
To join the enemy; the army leave him,
And all has fail'd.