Bourbon and Valois!
[Uproar in the hall. Mlle. de Château-Gui
clings to her father’s arm.
Forbidden words! Well, well, my child, I’m done!
My breath is out.—Forbidden words! Ma foi!
‘Tis to my taste to deal in contraband!
[The First Judge rings the bell violently. The tumult
subsides.
A Gaoler
Château-Gui, take place beside the priest!