Didier: How have you obtained
This favour for me? Why is Laffemas
Risking his neck by letting me escape?
Marion: Not now! I cannot tell you now!
Fly! Fly!
Hark, they are coming! Do not stop to speak.
Save yourself!
Didier: No; I have no wish to live!
Thank God, here is the headsman!
[A Headsman, carrying his axe, appears with a crowd of soldiers, officials, and Saverny.
Marion (falling to the earth): Didier!
Saverny: What a shame
To rob me of my sleep!
The Headsman (grimly): The time has come
To put you both to bed.
Saverny (gaily): A headsman! Good!
I like the axe much better than the rope.
Didier (embracing him): Good-bye, my friend!
Marion (clinging to him): And me! Didier, me!
Will you not say good-bye to me?