[DIANE starts up and stares. The DUKE rises and advances with stern hauteur. At sight of GOUROC, he starts, and surveys him with amazement.]
Well, old man, are you mad, or do you know me?
I think we have met before.
Yes, and may meet again. Permit me to introduce myself. I am Citizen Gouroc, of the Jacobin Club, and one of the Public Accusers of the Revolutionary Tribunal.
[DIANE draws close to NANETTE.]
Now, who are you?
I am George Leblanc, private secretary to Paul Kauvar.
Ah, indeed!—His private secretary? Then I can do my business with you. It is said that two aristocrats in disguise are lurking about this house.
I must communicate with you in secret, Citizen.
[Turning to DIANE.]
Are you the daughter of this old man?
I am his daughter, Diane Leblanc.
[To SANS CULOTTES.]
You, Comrades, wait across the street;
[Exeunt SANS CULOTTES.]
and you, Citizen Potin, take your wife, leave the room, and wait within call. You understand?
I do, Citizen. When the Republic commands, I obey.
[Exit, with NANETTE.
[Bowing with great politeness.]
Monsieur le Duc de Beaumont.
[Turning with contempt.]
Monsieur le Marquis de Vaux.
This—the Marquis de Vaux?
You are surprised to see me in this garb. I am equally surprised to find you the guests of Citizen Kauvar, President of the Republican Section of Fraternity.
Not quite as strange as discovering the dainty Marquis
de Vaux a
Public Accuser and the servile slave of the guillotine.
Reserve your contempt till you understand the meaning of my presence here. I come to warn you against your host.