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This very moment, Sir Knight!

Nay, nay, impossible!

I have said it.

[Softly, to ] Obey her not!

How can I do aught else? I ; I  !

But 'tis your certain ruin

What then! must I obey in all things

[With authority.] And ?

I shall keep my word; be sure of that. The secret shall not pass my lips till you yourself release me. But she is my mother!

[Aside.] And Jens Bielke in wait on the