perhaps! In earnest; it might happen that Ulrich...

wait...

at midnight I shall keep guard on the rampart with my company, then I'll look...." "We, we will seek him!" cried Ruth, seizing the smith's arm.
"I will," replied the smith; "you must stay here." "No, father, I will go with you." The lansquenet also shook his head, saying "Jungfer, Jungfer, you don't know what a day this is.

Thank Our Heavenly Father that you have hitherto escaped so well.

The fierce lion has tasted blood.