The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Vol 1 and 2

Chapter 88

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_To them enter COUNT TERTSKY._

_Countess._ --Tertsky! What ails him? What an image of affright! He looks as he had seen a ghost.

_Tertsky (leading Wallenstein aside)._ Is it thy command that all the Croats--

_Wallenstein._ Mine! 5

_Tertsky._ We are betrayed.

_Wallenstein._ What?

_Tertsky._ They are off! This night The Jägers likewise--all the villages In the whole round are empty.

_Wallenstein._ Isolani?

_Tertsky._ Him thou hast sent away. Yes, surely.

_Wallenstein._ I?

_Tertsky._ No! Hast thou not sent him off? Nor Deodate? 10 They are vanished both of them.