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 yourself how loath she is to have a hand in our undertaking, you will see that 'tis wisest to give her back her own as soon as may be. Well might it come to pass that in her joy and security and thankfulness—" "—that is now our last hope."

Aha,—what a letter! Gold would not buy it!

'Tis plain I have brought you weighty tidings. Ay, ay,—Peter Kanzler has many irons in the fire, folk say.

[To himself.] What to do with all this? A thousand paths are open to me—What if I were—? No, 'twere to risk too much. But if—ah, if I—? I will venture it!

A word, my young friend!

[Approaching him.] Well—your looks say that the game goes bravely.