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 Řehák and People.—By Karmín’s servant.

Výrava.—Avoid the bursting of the storm! Cast the director into prison and announce to the people that you no longer demand subjection and feudalism!

People.—Deliver up Karmín! Death to the scoundrel!

Earl.—The misfortune occurred contrary to my will but I will not give up my servant to you.

Řehák and People.—To the castle!

Výrava.—God hears me that I wished to save you—but you have pronounced otherwise. Guard your own life, Earl, and your family—don’t defend others!

Earl (Firmly).—I am able to stand against your mad fury.

Výrava (Pointing to ).—There is the devil who caused this strife between you and us. Curses on his head for all that overtakes you or us. To arms, brothers, nothing else remains for us but war.

Řehák and Voices.—War! War! (The people crowd around .)

Earl.—Let all in the castle arm themselves. Close all the windows. Have all the men assemble in the court. (Departs with all from the balcony. The door is slammed after them and closed firmly.)

Výrava (To the people).—I will go with you and I will not hold myself aloof from your work whatever it is.

People.—Hurrah! Hurrah!

Výrava.—Announce throughout all the villages that Výrava is with you.

Dvořák.—God’s spirit has entered into you.

Výrava.—I want with me, however, in this action, my son— —

Dvořák.—You have Václav!

Výrava.—My son Jeroným. In him I have my strength and my second youth. At his side my spirit will grow bold and will not hesitate or falter!

Dvořák.—And if he will not come?

Výrava.—He will come—he will—and if he does not, then I myself will go to the castle for him. Through my son, my Jeroným, the name of Výrava will rise to new glory. Through my son, my Jeroným, freedom will be given to our native country. Hasten now for weapons, ring the alarm bells that all our people may rise up. And send messengers to the mountains and to the entire district, let them tell of the murder which occurred here,