Chimène?
[Solemnly.] My lord, I do not know her name. Ask him,
This lord, her noble friend.
[Exits on the side of the park.
SCENE VII
Didier, Saverny
SAVERNY (turning toward Didier).
This gentleman?
Tell me— 'Tis strange how hard he looks at me!
Upon my soul, 'tis he! My man! [Loud to Didier.] If you
Were not in prison, I should say that you
Resemble a—
DIDIER.
And if you were not dead, I'd say
That you had the exact appearance of—
His blood be on his head!—a man whom two
Short words of mine put in a tomb.
SAVERNY.
Hush! You
Are Didier!