Part 55 (2/2)

[_In the background, the old Marquis de Nangis passes; white hair, pale countenance, arms folded across his breast, dress of the day of Henry IV: deep ; the star and the ribbon of the order of the Holy Ghost He walks slowly; nine guards in three rows follow; they are dressed in ht shoulder, their muskets on their left; they keep within a short distance, stopping when he stops, and continuing when he continues_

LAFFEMAS (_watching him pass_)

Poor man!

[_He goes to the back and follows The Marquis with his eyes_

SAVERNY (_aside_)

My good old uncle!

[_Brichanteau enters and goes to Saverny_

SCENE II

_The same_ Brichanteau

BRICHANTEAU

Ah! tords!

[_Laughing_] He's looking pretty well for a dead man!

SAVERNY (_low, indicating The Marquis, who passes_)

Why do you rieve him, Brichanteau?

I think we ht explain it to him now

Oh, let me try

BRICHANTEAU

No; God forbid, my friend!

His grief must be sincere; he must weep much

His woe is one good half of your disguise

SAVERNY

Poor uncle!

BRICHANTEAU

He will find it out ere long

SAVERNY

If sorrow has not killed him, then joy will

These shocks are dangerous to such old men

BRICHANTEAU