TOWN-CRIER (continuing).
"We, provost, that all men may know these facts,
Command this edict to be hung up on
The Square."
[The two Servants attach a great placard to an iron gallows protruding from the wall on the right.
GASSÉ.
'Tis the edict they ought to hang!
Well done!
BOUCHAVANNES (shaking his head).
Yes, Count; while waiting for the head
Which shall defy it.
[The Town-Crier exits; the crowd retires. Saverny enters. It begins to grow dark.
SCENE II
The same. Marquis de Saverny