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THE ROBBERS.

Razman.

Nor I, by Jupiter! But where's the remedy?

Spiegelberg.

The remedy? Are you one of those slaves, and ask that question?—Razman!—If you are the man I always took you for——Look'ee, they have observed his absence—nay, they almost give him up for lost.—Razman, methinks I hear his knell—What! does not your heart bound at the thought? the thought of liberty, my boy! Do you want courage for the business?

Razman.

Ha, Satan! how thou temptest me!

Spiegelberg.

What! Do you take me, boy? Come then—follow me quick—I know the road he took—A brace of pistols seldom fail.—Come along!

Switzer.

(Gets up secretly.) Ha! villain—I have not forgot the Bohemian forest—when you scream'd, like a pitiful scoundrel, that the enemy was upon us.—'Twas then I swore it by my soul—Have

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