[Starts haughtily, then turns to DIANE.]
Come, child! Tis time that we were gone.
[Crossing and extending her hand to PAUL.]
[Taking her hand, speaks aside to her.]
Remember, love and trust.
[PAUL kisses her hand. She comes slowly to her father, keeping her eyes in anguish on PAUL.
[The DUKE leads her toward the folding doors which are suddenly thrown open, disclosing a platoon of GUARDS. DIANE shrieks, the DUKE starts back, PAUL turns in horror. TABOOZE advances into the room.
In the name of the Republic, I arrest Honore Albert Maxime, heretofore Duc de Beaumont.
[Clasping the DUKE.]
What does this mean?—Whose name is on that warrant?
Why, your own, Citizen.
[PAUL recoils, stunned.
What! Betrayed by you?
No, no! It is not true!
[Snatching the paper, looking, then with a cry.]
Great heaven!—It is!—His name and hand!
[She sinks down in despair.
[Passionately, to the DUKE.]
I betray you!—I, Paul Kauvar.—Tis false!
You at least will not believe this lie.
Silence! Better death to her than the pollution of another word from you!
But my God!—You do not know.—She is—
[Starting up wildly.]
Stop!—I forbid you to say more!
SCENE. Interior of the Prison of the Republic. A room with cells.—Entrance to outer corridor. Table with chairs near it.—As curtain rises, howls of a Mob are heard outside.