Grief has made her mad.
[_Amelia runs out. A clamor of voices outside. Hedwig can be heard
indistinctly speaking to the women. Finally her voice alone is heard,
and in a moment she appears, backing into the doorway, still talking to
the women._]
_Hedwig:_ [_A tragic light in her face, and hand uplifted._]
I shall send a message to the emperor. If ten thousand women send one
like it, there will be peace and no more war. Then they will hear our
tears.
_A Voice:_
What is the message? Tell us!
_Hedwig:_
Soon you will know. [_Loudly._] But I tell you now, _don't bear any more
children_ until they promise you there will be no more war.
_Hertz:_ [_Suddenly appearing. Amelia follows._]
I heard you. I declare you under arrest. Come with me. You will be shot
for treason.
_Mother:_ [_Fearfully, drawing him aside._]
Don't say that, sir. Wait. Oh, no, you can't do that!
[_She gets out her work-basket, and shows him the baby things she has
been knitting, and glances significantly at Hedwig. A horrid smile comes
into the man's face. Hedwig, snatches the things and crushes them to her
breast as if sacrilege had been committed.
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