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THE DEATH OF
Unless compell'd; for though an enemy,
Thy head is holy to me still.
(Two reports of cannon, Illo and Tertsky
hurry to the window.)
Thy head is holy to me still.
(Two reports of cannon, Illo and Tertsky
hurry to the window.)
WALLENSTEIN.
What's that?
What's that?
TERTSKY.
He falls.
He falls.
WALLENSTEIN.
Falls! Who!
Falls! Who!
ILLO.
Tiefenbach's corps
Discharg'd the ordnance.
Tiefenbach's corps
Discharg'd the ordnance.
WALLENSTEIN.
Upon whom?
Upon whom?
ILLO.
On Neumann,
Your messenger.
On Neumann,
Your messenger.
WALLENSTEIN. (starting up.)
Ha! Death and hell! I will—
Ha! Death and hell! I will—
TERTSKY.
Expose thyself to their blind frenzy?
Expose thyself to their blind frenzy?
DUCHESS AND COUNTESS.
No!
For God's sake, No!
No!
For God's sake, No!
ILLO.
Not yet, my General!
Not yet, my General!
COUNTESS.
O, hold him! hold him!
O, hold him! hold him!
WAL-
