Seize her! Seize her!
GOODY. Look, Citizens, look! She is spreading the coats over the Swans!
[_Eliza throws the eleven coats over the eleven Swans, who turn to eleven
little princes, but the youngest has a swan's wing instead of an arm, for
the last sleeve was not finished._]
FIRST CITIZEN. Do you see that, Citizens? They are princes! She has saved
them!
SECOND CITIZEN. She is no witch!
THIRD CITIZEN. She is an angel from heaven!
THE ELEVEN BROTHERS. Dear sister, you have saved us!
ELIZA. Now I may speak--I am innocent!
ELDEST BROTHER (_to King_). Yes, she is innocent!
NINTH BROTHER. How you have suffered for us, dear Eliza!
CITIZENS (_to Eliza_). Forgive us!
KING (_to Eliza_). Forgive me! I did not understand.
WICKED UNCLE (_annoyed, but trying to conceal it_). And I did not
understand, I--
KING (_sternly_). Be silent!
(_To Guards._)
Seize him!
(_The Guards seize the Wicked Uncle._)
Take him to the mountains where the stinging nettles grow.
WICKED UNCLE. Mercy! Mercy!
KING. You had no mercy on brave little Eliza! Now you shall gather nettles
for the rest of your life. Away with him, Guardsmen!
(_The Guards take the Wicked Uncle away.
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