The Marshal.
Only be at it!
The Painter.
Be careful of the throne, or you will get a bump if you fall! (He lunges at The Marshal, far under the armpit. The Marshal falls. The Marquises who are pressing in at the half-open door, draw back in horror.)
SEVENTH SCENE.
THE SAME. THE MARQUIS IN PINK. THE MARQUIS IN PALE BLUE. THE OTHER MARQUISES.
The Painter.
Listen to me, gentlemen! What are you about in there? Stay and bear witness to what you saw.
The Marquis In Pink (approaching timidly).
We stand benumbed at such a glorious deed.