BRICHANTEAU (indicating Saverny).
Ask this gentleman!
SAVERNY.
Oh, no; I beg to be excused!
LAFFEMAS (affectionately, to the old Marquis).
My lord,
We'll comfort you. We have his murderer,
And we will hang him. We have kept him safe.
His end is sure.
[To Brichanteau and Saverny.
SAVERNY (aside).
What? Didier?
[The old Marquis, who has remained silent and motionless during all this scene, rises and goes out slowly on the side opposite where he came in. His guards follow him.