Volume 4 / Act 2 — SCENE IV
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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.