VINTIMILLE. She is not herself. Something strange and new is in her: the poison of that mob. It's too disgusting. I can't understand it. It's like a wind of bestiality blown from the monstrous part of humanity. [The Swiss Guards descend from the towers with DE FLUE.]
DE LAUNEY [very much excited, goes to meet DE FLUE]. What have you done? What have you done?
DE FLUE [fuming]. By God, I did what you told me to do! You ordered me to smash them, and I have smashed them. It seems you've changed your mind, and you want peace. What the devil do you want me to do?
DE LAUNEY. We're lost now.
DE FLUE. Lost? [He shrugs his shoulders, and motions to his Guards to roll the cannon into position.]
BÉQUART and the PENSIONERS. What are you doing?
THE SWISS GUARDS. Three volleys and the court will be empty.
BÉQUART and the PENSIONERS. You're not going to fire?
THE SWISS GUARDS. Why not?
BÉQUART. Into the mob? It would be nothing but massacre!