[Exit.
Scene IV. Before a Church.
Groups of Citizens passing to and fro. Aymer standing against one of the pillars of the church in the background, and leaning on his sword.
1st Cit. (to 2d.) From the walls, how goes the battle?
2d Cit. Well, all well,
Praise to the Saints! I saw De Chatillon
Fighting, as if upon his single arm
The fate o’ the day were set.
3d Cit. Shame light on those
That strike not with him in their place!