(Someone approaches and bends over the body of tête-d'or.
The Centurion: What is he doing?
A Captain: It is the surgeon.
The Centurion: At what is he looking? The King is dead.
Another: No, for the body is not yet rigid.
Another: What did you say? Have we brought him back with us alive?
(The surgeon signs to them to stop talking.
(Silence.
One of the Bystanders: Well?
The Surgeon: Give me the sponge. Help me. Remove his cuirass.