Hugh Capet— (Following him.)
And Lisette found a big bird in her yard
With a broken wing, blown in here miles and miles,
From the Holy Land or Joppa or some sea.
Jules Bacqueur— (Pointing right.)
Look at those yew trees in the church yard there.
Bless God, they've pulled up dead mens' skulls. (A pause.)
Hugh Capet—And those men there—?
Bacqueur— Are filling up the graves.
And where's the cross? (A pause.)
Hugh Capet— Not on the steeple? Say,
That monk—There's something up. When dead men's bones
Are thundered over in the night, and graves
Ungorge like that with wind, strange birds, and things—
Voice— (Left.)
Who is that shouting?
Hugh Capet— Don't know.
Bacqueur— How's Jardin?
Jacques—(Entering.) Eh?
Hugh Capet—He didn't hear you.