I am going to do my duty—follow the father who would die without my care.
[After a pause.]
Yes, I remember now.—You are right.—You
will be safer out of
France.—The dream! The dream!
No matter! I am resigned now! Yes, resigned—resigned—resigned!
[Sinks sobbing into chair.
No, no, Paul!—I cannot endure this!—I will stay! I will stay!
No! You must not! I dare not keep you here.—I fear the worst!
What do you mean?
Don’t ask me. I do not know myself. But you—when you are gone—you will not forget me?
Not while memory lasts!
And I—perhaps I—some day—shall be free to seek you.
God grant that day is near!
And we—when we meet again, will you find courage to acknowledge who I am?
Nay—if you desire it—I’ll prove my deathless love before I go.—I’ll tell my father all.
No, never!—Never till I’ve won a name that even your proud father is forced to honour. Meantime, I ask but this—your love and trust, while I have life to strive.
You shall have it!—Yes, through sunshine and shadow, I will love and trust you to the end.
Nanette, the coach is ready: be quick, bear our baggage to the door.
[PAUL and DIANE separate quickly. Entering, the DUKE glances suspiciously at the two, then advances to PAUL.]
Paul Kauvar, let us not part in bitterness. I owe you much; I grieve to see you suffer. Courage! Believe me, I never honoured you as I do now.
[Extends his hand. PAUL turns away.]
Will you not take my hand?
No, Monsieur. Not until you think it worthy to guide and guard your daughter, as my wife.