[monk gives a sudden start--he looks at him.]
who is this friar here?
hedw.
ah, i forgot him;
speak thou with him; i shudder at his presence.
monk (stepping nearer).
are you the tell who slew the governor?
tell.
yes, i am he.i hide the fact from no man.
monk.
and you are tell! ah! it is god's own hand, that hath conducted me beneath your roof.
tell (examining him closely).
you are no monk.who are you?
monk.
you have slain the governor, who did you wrong.i, too, have slain a foe, who robb'd me of my rights.
he was no less your enemy than mine.
i've rid the land of him.
tell (drawing back).
you are--oh, horror!
in--children, children--in, without a word, go, my dear wife! go! go! unhappy man, you should be--hedw.
heav'ns, who is it?
tell.
do not ask.
away! away! the children must not hear it.
out of the house--away! you must not rest 'neath the same roof with this unhappy man!
hedw.
alas! what is it? come.
[exit with the children.]
tell (to the monk).
you are the duke of austria--i know it.
you have slain the emperor, your uncle and liege lord.
john.
he robb'd me of my patrimony.
tell.
how! slain him--your king, your uncle! and the earth still bears you! and the sun still shines on you!
john.
tell, hear me; are you--
tell.
reeking, with the blood of him that was your emperor, your kinsman, dare you set foot within my spotless house, dare to an honest man to your face, and claim the rights of hospitality?
john.
i hoped to find compassion at your hands.
you took, like me, revenge upon your foe!
tell.
unhappy man! dare you confound the crime of blood-imbrued ambition with the act forced on a father in mere self-defence?