Séverine. Bravo!—bravo!
Rollin. What are you doing. Marquise? The moment you call out "bravo!" you make it all acting again—and the pleasant shudder is past.
Marquis. I do not find the shudder so pleasant. Let us applaud, my friends; that is the only way we can throw off the spell.
[A gentle bravo, growing continually louder; all applaud.]
Host (to Henri, during the noise). Save yourself—flee, Henri.
Henri. What!—what!
Host. Let this be enough, and see that you get away.
François. Hush!... Let us hear what the host says.
Host (after a short reflection). I am telling him that he ought to get away before the watch at the city gates are informed. The handsome Duke was a favorite of the King—they will break you on the wheel. Far better had it been had you stabbed that scum, your wife.
François. What playing up to each other!... Splendid!