(_With a motion._)
Down here where we could kneel to it.
HARTZEL-- (_Coming back._)
What is it?
CONRAD--It is the Christians' Irminsul. They chop
Ours down to put theirs up.
RUDOLPH-- Canzler.
FRITZ-- The men
That followed Wiglaf must have put it up.
CONRAD--They're closing round us, Canzler, every day.
If you say stay and fight through, for my part--
(_Suddenly Canzler turns and looks Conrad full in
the face._)