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Scene IX.

—A part of the Field on the western side of the Lis.—Artevelde, attended by several Officers and Pages.
Artevelde.
Who's here? Fly, Sibrand, to the further left;
Bid Eversdyk and Alphen wheel their force
To prop me on my flank. [Exit Sibrand.
Enter a Messenger.

Run thou, De Roo—

Messenger.
Vauclaire, my Lord, is slain.

Artevelde.
Is slain—hah—slain—
Thou to the rear, De Roo, and bid Van Ryk
Keep open passage on the bridge. Thou, Paul—

Enter a second Messenger.
Second Messenger.
Roosdyk, my Lord, is dying of his wounds.

Artevelde.
I cannot help it. Keep the causeway clear,
And summon Reehorst to my aid. We shake.
The cry is still, Van Artevelde is slain.
Go make it known I live. Up with my cry!