LA HOGUE.
[With emotion.]
Curse these youngsters, they make me snivel like a fool.
[_He blows his nose furiously.
The_ PRISONER bows, takes his place in the platoon of GUARDS, who begin to march off. When they are on the terrace, LA HOGUE suddenly cries out.
LA HOGUE.
Halt!—
[ORDERLY about-faces and waits for orders.]
You have not given us your name.