Voice of the Poet. (Heard through the partially opened door as before)
“And though there were a hundred, nay a thousand——”
Duchess. Euripides is still at it!
Voice of the Poet.
“Unarmed, unaided, would I brave their threats,
And make the cowards own their cowardice!”
(Lucy appears.)
Mme. de Céran and Roger. Lucy!
(Lucy goes to the door leading into the garden.)
Duchess. What, Lucy! Why did you leave the reading?