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Slayt: 1
“I’m caught in my own forest land,” retorted Ulrich.“When my men come to release us, you will wish, perhaps, thatyou were in a better plight than caught poaching on a neighbor’sland, shame on you."
Slayt: 2
“No, I can scarcely see anything; there is so much bloodcaked round my eyes,” said Georg; “and in any case I don’t drinkwine with an enemy.”
Slayt: 3
“Are they your men?” asked Georg. “Are they your men?” herepeated impatiently, as Ulrich did not answer
“Who are they?” asked Georg quickly, straining his eyes tosee what the other would gladly not have seen
Slayt: 0
“Could you reach this flask if I threw it over to you?” askedUlrich suddenly. “There is good wine in it, and one may as wellbe as comfortable as one can. Let us drink, even if tonight one ofus dies.”
“So you’re not killed, as you ought to be, but you’re caught,anyway,” he cried, “caught fast. Ho, what a jest, Ulrich vonGradwitz snared in his stolen forest. There’s real justice for you!”
“They are making all the speed they can, brave lads,” saidUlrich gladly
“No,” said Ulrich with a laugh, the idiotic chattering laughof a man unstrung with hideous fear.
“Wolves.”

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