:35:01
My Karl has shot himselt.
:35:03
A tarmer tound him in the ruins.
He carried him here on his cart.
:35:07
I tear the worst.
:35:10
Uncle.
:35:13
I was expecting you.
:36:03
Karl was a bungler with firearms.
:36:06
The bullet
did not penetrate his skull.
:36:09
He did not die.
:36:12
But the legend grew in Vienna
of Ludwig's cruelty to the boy...
:36:17
of how he drove him to a desperate act.
:36:21
Those who had
silently disliked him...
:36:24
now shouted their derision...
:36:27
from the rooftops.