The German Classics Of The Nineteenth And Twentieth Centuries V
Chapter 15
_The_ ELECTRESS, _pale and distressed, enters with the_ PRINCESS NATALIE, _followed by various ladies-in-waiting. The others as before._
ELECTRESS (_on the threshold_). Bork! Winterfeld! Come! Let me have your arm.
NATALIE (_going to her_). Oh, mother mine!
LADIES-IN-WAITING. Heavens, how pale! She is faint.
[_They support her._]
ELECTRESS. Here, lead me to a chair, I must sit down. Dead, said he--dead?
NATALIE. Mother, my precious mother!
ELECTRESS. I'll see this bearer of dread news myself.