WEILER.
Take good care that you are not mistaken.
FORESTER.
Take good care that I don"t take you by the collar.
WEILER.
It"s no joke--
FORESTER.
You shall see that it is not.
WEILER.
I know nothing but what I have heard and seen. And now sit down. I don"t feel like standing long. It seems to me that I must look like my clay-pipe there.
[_The_ FORESTER _sitting down at the table to the right;_ WEILER _has drawn a chair close to him, and talks hurriedly in an uncanny, subdued voice_.]
A little while ago, as I was quitting work and going away from my wood-cutters, I heard a shot from the direction of the Dell. I thought perhaps it was you, and went in that direction. But it must have been Robert Stein. He was walking up and down there by the first bridge like a sentinel. I thought to myself: What can he be waiting for? Not for game; for in that case one doesn"t run up and down; I thought: You must get to the bottom of this. You get behind the high oak. There you can see everything and can"t be seen. But I was hardly there, when I heard a commotion behind me. And what was it I heard? Your Andrew and Robert in a most violent dispute. I could not understand anything clearly, but one could hear that they were after each other for life and death. I was just about to creep closer, when they already came rushing along. The one on the further side of the brook on the rocky path, the other on this side. The one on this side was Robert with his gun against his cheek. Two steps from me he stopped--"Stand or I shoot." On the rocky path no two persons can pa.s.s each other. There it is--"Man, fight for your life." And now, pif! paf!--two shots in succession. The bullet from the one on the rock whistled between me and Robert into the bushes. But Robert"s bullet--Ulrich, I have heard many a shot, but never such a one.
One could hear by the sound of the lead, it scented human life. I do not know what sensation I felt when he on the other side collapsed like a wounded stag--
FORESTER.
Andrew?
WEILER.
Who else could it have been? Hey? Perhaps he"s home? Perhaps you know where else he is? And the person that was shot had the rifle with the yellow strap. He held it tight. The strap really glistened in the twilight like a signal of distress. It was a weird sound, as the iron parts of the gun in falling struck the rocks and the corpse tumbled after it, breaking the bushes--till there was a splash in the brook below, as if it started in terror. And when, after this, there succeeded such a strange stillness, as if it had to bethink itself of what had really happened, I had a sensation as though some one were pursuing me.
I should have been back half an hour ago, if I had not lost my way--I, who know every tree thereabouts. Now you may imagine how I felt! Not until I had reached the second bridge there toward Haslau, did I have courage to stop a moment to take breath--there where the brook is roaring among the rocks. Accidentally I looked down. There the brook was playing with a colored rag. Do you know it, perhaps?
[_Takes out_ ANDREW"S _m.u.f.fler, and holds it before the_ FORESTER"S _eyes; the latter s.n.a.t.c.hes it from his hand_.]
FORESTER.
All sorts of shapes before my eyes--the wine--
[_Holds it sometimes far, sometimes near, without being able to see it_.]
WEILER (_short pause_).
You are so quiet. Is something wrong with you?
[FORESTER _draws a single loud breath, and still keeps holding the m.u.f.fler mechanically before him, without seeing it_.]
WEILER.
Your face is quite distorted. I am going to call your wife.
FORESTER (_makes a movement, as if he were pushing a load from him with utmost exertion_).
Never mind! A slight dizziness. Have not been bled recently; the wine into the bargain--it"s already pa.s.sing away--say nothing to any one about this.
[_Rises with difficulty_.]
WEILER.
So they have had a regular stand-up fight, Andrew and Robert! But what do you intend to do now? As a dismissed man? If that fellow says: "I challenged the poacher, he did not throw down his gun?" You know better than any one that a hunter may then shoot. He is not even obliged to challenge; if he only hits the mark, he is also in the right. And whoever, like your Andrew, has fallen the height of two stories from the rock into the water, his tongue will cease wagging even without powder and lead. You know the law, as it is nowadays. And they will lock you up into the bargain because of insubordination. I am sorry for you. I should not like to be you. Hey?
FORESTER.
The thunderstorm has already pa.s.sed the Lautenberg, do you hear? If you delay any longer you will be caught in the rain.
WEILER.
There was lightning some time ago. As I came along the hill with the larch-firs, the whole country was lighted up. Then I saw Robert still walking up and down by the willows below.
[FORESTER _goes to the door so that_ WEILER _may see he is waiting for his departure_.]
WEILER.
Are you going once more to the lawyer? That might do some good if you were an official of the state. But what are you going to do when you are not?
FORESTER.
Nothing.
WEILER.
Whoever believes it--
FORESTER.
Fool that you are! I"m going to bed.
WEILER.
It isn"t late enough for that.
FORESTER.
I am going to lock the door and the shutters.
WEILER (_as he has no alternative, hesitating_).
Now then, sleep well, Ulrich--if you can.