What is it, after all?
DIDIER.
Did you sleep well
Last night?
SAVERNY.
No, badly, for my bed was hard.
DIDIER.
When you are dead, your bed will be much harder,
But you will sleep extremely well—that's all.
They've made hell splendidly; but by the side
Of life, it's nothing.
SAVERNY.
Good! My fears are gone!
But to be hanged! That certainly is bad.
DIDIER.