MAX. My General WALLENSTEIN. "Till now it was the Emperor who rewarded thee, MAX. My prince! You made no common hurry to transfer it. [TERTSKY enters, and delivers letters to the Duke, which he breaks open hurryingly. COUNTESS (to Max). Remunerate your trouble! For his joy VOL. III. E He makes you recompense. 'Tis not unfitting. So tenderly-my brother it beseems To shew himself for ever great and princely. Then I too must have scruples of his love: Yes; 'tis his nature ever to be giving And making happy. [He grasps the hand of the Duchess with still increasing warmth. Hów my heart pours out Its all of thanks to him: O! how I seem To utter all things in the dear name Friedland. In this name hath my destiny charm-bound me! COUNTESS. (Who during this time has been anxiously watching the Duke, and remarks that he is lost in thought over the letters.) My brother wishes us to leave him. Come. WALLENSTEIN. (Turns himself round quick, collects himself, and speaks with cheerfulness to the Duchess.) Once more I bid thee welcome to the camp, TERTSKY (calling after him). Max. we depend on seeing you at the meeting. SCENE X. WALLENSTEIN, COUNT TERTSKY. She hath seen all things as they are-It is so Have given me my successor already; It is the king of Hungary, Ferdinand, The Emperor's delicate son! he's now their saviour, And as we were deceased, the heir already Is entering on possession-Therefore-dispatch! [As he turns round he observes Tertsky, and gives him a letter. Count Altringer will have himself excused, And Galas too-I like not this! TERTSKY. And if Thou loiterest longer, all will fall away, One following the other. WALLENSTEIN. Altringer Is master of the Tyrole passes. I must forthwith The Spaniards on me from the Milanese. -Well, and the old Sesin, that ancient trader In contraband negociations, he Has shewn himself again of late. What brings he From the Count Thur? TERTSKY. The Count communicates, He has found out the Swedish chancellor At Halberstadt, where the convention's held, Who says, you've tired him out, and that he'll have No further dealings with you. WALLENSTEIN. And why so? TERTSKY. He says, you are never in earnest in your speeches, WALLENSTEIN. So then, doubtless, Yes, doubtless, this same modest Swede expects TERTSKY. Nay, yield them up that dot, that speck of land- Off with them, off! Thou understand'st not this. My native land away, dismembered Germany, |