The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Vol 1 and 2
Chapter 88
_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.