And now, for nothing they can understand,
Luria removed, off is to roll the head;
The body's mine—much I shall do with it!
Jac. That's at the worst.
Puc. No—at the best, it is!
Best, do you hear? I saw them by his side.
Only we two with Luria in the camp
Are left that keep the secret? You think that?
Hear what I know: from rear to van, no heart
But felt the quiet patient hero there