PETER the Cobbler
They’re spell-bound,—mark me!
PIPER
Ay, they are,—spell-bound:
Fast bound by all the hardness of your hearts;
Caged,—in the iron of your money-lust—
ALL
( No, no, not all! Not I!
Not mine, not mine!
( No, no,—it is not true.
PIPER
Your blasphemies,—your cunning and your
Fear.
ALL
( No, no!—What can we do?
( News, Piper, news!
( Where are your ridings, Piper?
PIPER
Now hear me. You did make Jacobus swear
To give his child.—What recks it, how he
lose her?—
Either to Holy Church—against her will!—
Or to this man,—so that he give her up!
He swore to you. And she hath pledged her faith.
She is fast wed.—Jacobus shall not have
her.
He breaks all bargains; and for such as he,
You suffer.—Will you bear it?
ALL
No, no, no!
PIPER
Then she who was “Proud Barbara” doth
wed
Michael-the-Sword-Eater.—The pledge shall
stand.
Shall it?
ALL
( It stands.
( Ay, ay!
PIPER
Your word!
ALL
( We swear. We answer for him.
( So much for Jacobus!
AXEL the Smith
An’ if yon fellow like an honest trade,
I’ll take him!—I’ll make swords!
[Cheers. Michael is happy.]
ALL
Quick, quick!—Our children.—Piper!—Tell
us all!
PIPER
’T is well begun.—Now have I come
to say:
There is one child I may bring back to you,—
The first.
ALL
[in an uproar]
( Mine—mine! Let it
be mine!
( Ours’—All of them!
Now!
( Mine—mine—mine!—mine!
PIPER
[unmoved]
—Oh, Hamelin to the end!
Which of you longed the most, and dared the most?
Which of you—
[He searches the crowd anxiously with his eyes.]
ALL
( I! I! I!
( We searched the hills!
( We prayed four days!
( We fasted twenty hours—
( Mine! Mine!
( Mine—mine—mine—mine!
PIPER
Not yet.—They all do live
Under a spell,—deep in a hollow hill.
They sleep, and wake; and lead a charmed life.
But first of all,—one child shall come
again.
[He scans the crowd still]
Where is the wife—of Kurt, the Councillor?
ALL [savagely] No, mine, mine, mine!
MARTIN’S WIFE
What, that lame boy of hers?
PIPER
Where is the wife of Kurt?
PETER the Cobbler AND OTHERS
—Veronika?
The foreign woman? She is lying ill:
Sore-stricken yonder—
[Pointing to the house.]
PIPER
[gladly]
Bid her come, look out!
[The crowd moves confusedly towards KURT’S house. The PIPER too approaches, calling]
Ho,—ho, within there!
[ANSELM, the priest, appears in the doorway with uplifted hand, commanding silence. He is pale and stern. At sight of his face the PIPER, falters.