11Cornet: II. Von Langenau stirs in his saddle and says: "My Lord Marquis..."
12Cornet: III. Camp-fire. They sit round it and wait
13Cornet: IV. The little Marquis says, "You are very young, Sir?"
14Cornet: V. One day, in the morning, a horseman appears...
15Cornet: VI. A day's ride with the Army
16Cornet: VII. Von Langenau is writing a letter, deep in thought
17Cornet: VIII. They ride over a slain peasant
18Cornet: IX. It began as a feast. Then it became a festival, one hardly knows how
19Cornet: X. And there is one who stands and gazes with wonder upon this splendour
20Cornet: XI. "Have you forgotten that you are my page for this day?"
21Cornet: XII. Slowly the castle lights go out
22Cornet: XIII. Was a window open? Is the storm in the house?
23Cornet: XIV. He races to out-strip the blazing corridors, through the burning embrace of red-hot doors...
24Cornet: XV. Count von Langenau is right in the midst of the enemy, but quite alone
25Cornet: XVI. The tunic was burnt in the castle, the letter and the rose-leaf of a lady unknown
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