A Man—They say the hag's in town.
Rosa—(In an underbreath.) Sigurd.
Madam Bacqueur— The dwarf.
The Man—They say the dwarf's in town.
Jardin—(Deeply moved.) Men,—!
The Boy—(Up in the tree craning his neck.) I see him!
Yonder he is by the bridge. He's got something
Shining in his hand.
Jardin—-(His face paling.) What was it the hunter saw
In his dream, men? What was it that roused the dogs—
The heathen dogs to chase the brother?
Hugh Capet— Blood.
Jardin— (Feeling the tip of his sword.)
To-day God stains the trail.
A Shout— Down with him!