He has told thee his tale, and thou exculpatest him from all direct concern in the fate of Wieland.

This scene of havock was produced by an illusion of the senses.
Be it so: I care not from what source these disasters have flowed; it suffices that they have swallowed up our hopes and our existence.
What his agency began, his agency conducted to a close.

He intended, by the final effort of his power, to rescue me and to banish his illusions from my brother.

Such is his tale, concerning the truth of which I care not.

Henceforth I foster but one wish--I ask only quick deliverance from life and all the ills that attend it .-- Go wretch! torment me not with thy presence and thy prayers .-- Forgive thee?
Will that avail thee when thy fateful hour shall arrive?
Be thou acquitted at thy own tribunal, and thou needest not fear the verdict of others.