Sigifred. This must not be—stop there!

Ludolph. Am I obeyed?
A little talk with her—no harm—haste! haste!

[Exit Page.

Several Voices. My lord! My lord!

Gersa. Good Prince!

Ludolph. Why do ye trouble me? out—out—away!
There she is! take that! and that! no, no,
That’s not well done—where is she?

The Doors open.Enter Page.Several Women are seen grouped about Auranthe in the inner room.

Page. Alas! My lord, my lord! they cannot move her! Her arms are stiff—her fingers clenched and cold.

Ludolph. She’s dead!

[Staggers and falls into their arms.

Ethelbert. Take away the dagger.

Gersa. Softly; so!

Otho. Thank God for that!

Sigifred. It could not harm him now.

Gersa, No!—brief be his anguish!

Ludolph. She’s gone! I am content. Nobles, good night!
We are all weary—faint—set ope the doors—
I will to bed! To-morrow—

[Dies.

The Curtain Falls