Madam Bacqueur—Don't you go with them, husband.
(The smith goes out, left.)
Jardin's been
Trying to get the men to storm the heights
And kill the heathen and the witch.
The Voice—(Back in the house.) Rosa!
Madam Valmy—She is not here. And he is still alive?
Madam Bacqueur—There's not a night since the dear brother fell
But what I've heard her on the roof.
Madam Valmy— Clotilde!
Madam Bacqueur—But oh, the Holy Ghost was with him. Yes,
His staff they found next morning and his hood—
Thank God for that—they found his hood and staff
Down in the gorge, full forty feet below
The mountain road.
Madam Valmy— Not over the steep gray bluff!
Madam Bacqueur—Think of a fall like that! At break of day
They found him at the monastery gate
Unconscious, carried there by unseen hands—