Is this true? You expect--

_Hedwig:_ [_Proudly, scornfully._]

You will not shoot me if I give you a soldier for your empire and your

armies and your guns, will you, Herr Captain?

_Hertz:_

Why--eh, no. Every child counts these times. But we will put you under

lock and key. You are a firebrand. I warned you. Come along.

_Hedwig:_

You want my child, but still you will not promise me what I asked you.

Well, we shall see.

_Hertz:_

Come along.

_Hedwig:_

Give me just a moment. I want to send a message to the emperor. Will you

take it for me, Herr Captain?

_Mother:_ [_Signing._]

Humor her.

_Hertz:_

Well, well, hurry up!

[_Hedwig sits at table and writes a brief note._]

_Mother:_ [_Whispering._]

She has lost Franz. She is crazed.

_Hedwig:_ [_Rising._]

There. See that it is placed in the hands of the emperor. [_Gives him

the note._] Good-by, Amelia! Never be a war bride, Amelia.

[_Kisses her three times_,] Good-by, Mother.

[_Embraces her tenderly._] Thank you for these.

[_She gathers the baby things in her hands, crosses the room, pressing a

little sock to her lips. As she passes the cupboard she deftly seizes

the pistol, and moves into the bedroom. On the threshold she looks over

her shoulder._]

_Hedwig:_ [_Firmly._]

You may read the message out loud.

[_She disappears into the room, still pressing the little sock to her

lips._]

_Hertz:_ [_Reading the note._]

"A Message to the Emperor: I refuse to bear my child until you promise

there shall be no more war."

[_A shot is fired in the bedroom. They rush into the room. The Mother

stands trembling by the table._]

_Hertz:_ [_Awed, coming out of the room with the baby things, which he

places on the table._]

Dead! Tcha! tcha! she was mad. I will hush it up, Maria.

[_He tears up Hedwig's message to the emperor, and goes out of the

house, shaking his head. Amelia is kneeling in the doorway of the

bedroom, bending over something, and softly crying. The Mother slowly

gathers up the pieces of Hedwig's message and the baby garments, now

dashed with blood, and, sitting on the bench, holds them tight against

her breast, staring straight in front of her, her lips moving

inaudibly. She closes her eyes and rocks to and fro, still muttering and

praying._]

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