_To the above enter_ TERZKY
COUNTESS (_meeting him_).
What meant that cry? What was it?
TERZKY.
All is lost!
COUNTESS.
What! they regarded not his countenance?
TERZKY.
'Twas all in vain.
DUCHESS.
They shouted Vivat!--
TERZKY.
To the Emperor.
COUNTESS.
The traitors!
TERZIBY.
Nay! he was not permitted
Even to address them. Soon as he began,
With deafening noise of warlike instruments
They drown'd his words. But here he comes.