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Representative Plays by American Dramatists: 1856-1911: Paul Kauvar; or, Anarchy eBook

Steele MacKaye
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 58 pages of information about Representative Plays by American Dramatists.

Then you will be my wife?

DIANE.

When he and I are free.

GOUROC.

Your father shall be saved!—­I go to perfect all my plans.

[Kissing her hand.]

From this moment I am yours—­body, mind and soul!

[Exit hurriedly.

DIANE.

When he has saved my father—­death shall deliver me.

[Exit.

POTIN enters cautiously, with various things hidden under his clothes, giving him a grotesque appearance.

POTIN.

Now, O Fate, is your chance to protect a patriot!  If I can only get away,—­I shall escape perjury in Court, and tongue-lashing from my wife!—­Now to run!—­To run for Vendee!  Better the awful thunder of masculine war than the piercing tenderness of a woman’s tongue!

[Starting to run of, he begins to sing—­to the tune of the Marseillaise chorus:]

To leave—­to leave my wife!—­

NANETTE.

[Rushing in and stopping him.]

Hold, Citizen Potin!

POTIN.

[Wilting.]

Oh, Republic, I am lost!

NANETTE.

Dodolphe—­you’re up to mischief!  Speak out—­what’s up?

POTIN.

Patience, gentle lamb!

NANETTE.

Don’t lamb me, sir!

[Twisting him round.]

What’s this mean?

[Tapping him.]

Porpoise!

[Pulling breeches from under his coat.]

Culottes!

[Pulling cap from his breast.]

Ye gods, what’s this?

[Pulling hose from his pockets.]

By heaven!  A woman’s hose!

[Shaking hose in his face.]

What does this mean?

POTIN.

Nothing, precious love!  This is my uniform;—­I have recruited for
Vendee.

NANETTE.

You—­a soldier?

POTIN.

[Posing.]

Yes:  The safety of France demands it.  I go to preserve the Republic!  France beckons—­while Victory extends her arms, panting to embrace my noble form!

NANETTE.

Embrace ye?

[Putting his head under her arm.]

Let Victory try it if she dare!

TURNKEY.

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