Meph.No, no—
It’s not as bad as that.
Mar. (relieved).You frightened me!
Meph. (with emotion). He never will come back.
Mar.What mean you, sir?
Meph. I mean that, fighting bravely ’gainst the Turks,
An arrow struck him—and—— (Faltering.)
Mar. (affected).I guess your meaning!
This is sad news, indeed! Alack-a-day,
I never wished his death! With all his faults,