SAVERNY (joyfully).
God be praised!
COUNCILOR (saluting them once more).
You are to hold yourselves in readiness;
It will take place to-day.
[He salutes and prepares to exit.
DIDIER (who has remained in the same thoughtful attitude, to Saverny).
As I was saying,
After this death, although the corpse be mangled,
Though every limb be stamped with hideous wounds,
Though arms be twisted, broken every bone,
Though through the mire the body has been dragged,
From out that putrid, bleeding, awful flesh
The soul shall rise, unstained, untouched, and pure.
COUNCILOR (coming back, to Didier).
'Tis well to occupy yourselves with such
Great thoughts.
DIDIER (gently).