Humph!—Monseigneur’s not at leisure.
[He draws a Paris journal from his pocket and
reads, following the letters with his forefinger.
What news?
What says Jean Paul Marat, the People’s Friend?
[A cry from the wood and the sound of breaking
boughs. Yvette and Séraphine enter the garden.
Raôul the Huntsman’s voice within.
The Huntsman
Hilloa!—Hilloa!—Hilloa!