No More Learning

_You_ kindled first
The torch--_you_ showed the path; now trace me that
Of safety--or let me!

_Sieg. _ I have done with life!

_Ulr. _ Let us have done with that which cankers life--
Familiar feuds and vain recriminations
Of things which cannot be undone. We have 470
No more to learn or hide: I know no fear,
And have within these very walls men who
(Although you know them not) dare venture all things.
You stand high with the state; what passes here
Will not excite her too great curiosity:
Keep your own secret, keep a steady eye,
Stir not, and speak not;--leave the rest to me:
We must have no _third_ babblers thrust between us.
[_Exit_ ULRIC.

_Sieg. _ (_solus_). Am I awake? are these my father's halls?
And _you_--my son? _My_ son! _mine!
_ I who have ever 480
Abhorred both mystery and blood, and yet
Am plunged into the deepest hell of both!
I must be speedy, or more will be shed--
The Hungarian's! --Ulric--he hath partisans,
It seems: I might have guessed as much. Oh fool!
Wolves prowl in company. He hath the key
(As I too) of the opposite door which leads
Into the turret. Now then! or once more
To be the father of fresh crimes, no less
Than of the criminal! Ho! Gabor! Gabor! 490
[_Exit into the turret, closing the door after him_.


SCENE II. --_The Interior of the Turret_.

GABOR _and_ SIEGENDORF.

_Gab.