[Horror in the crowd. They bring out lanterns and candles.
VERONIKA holds up the forgotten crutch'

VERONIKA
Jan--my Jan!

KURT
[to her]
Thy boy! But mine, my three, all fair and straight.--

AXEL'S WIFE
[furiously to him]
'T was thy false bargain, thine; who would not pay
The Piper.--But we pay!

PETER the Sacristan
Bewitched, bewitched!
The boys ran out--and I ran after them,
And something red did trip me--'t was the Devil.
The Devil!

OLD URSULA
Ah, ring on, and crack the bell:
Ye'll never have them back.--I told ye so!

[The bell clangs incessantly]


Curtain