The lightnings whip the foothills and the clouds
Sag with the weight of the wrath of the Lord of Hosts.
(His face becomes luminous.)
Who hears what I hear? Speak out. Then be still.
(With an old scarlet flag, amid the folds of which sections of a white cross are seen, Hugh Capet comes running in. Seeing the priest entranced upon the steps and the men hushed with awe, he checks himself.)
Father Benedict— (Lifting his hand, without turning.)
If any man moves I will call down fire. (A silence.)
To-day the last great tower of Hell goes down.
(He comes down the steps.)
Jacques Sar— (His voice quivering with emotion.)
This banner once waved over Acre, men.
Hugh Capet—And we will plant it on Jerusalem.
Shouts—God's with us! God's with us!
Father Benedict— (Lifting his hand.)
Hear my last word.