SAVERNY.
I want to know his name, this proud gallant,
For whose reception I am thus dismissed.
MARION.
Didier is all the name I know for him.
Marie is all the name he knows for me.
SAVERNY (laughing).
Is't true?
MARION.
Yes, true!
SAVERNY.
This is a pastoral,
And no mistake. 'Tis Racan, pure! To enter,
I have no doubt he scales the wall.