THE COUNTESS. But servants came; and if I were arrested All would be known too soon. I lost my head. I stumbled out. I heard I know not whom Sending to fetch the Prefect of Police; And so I fled upon your saddle-horse. I've killed it--I'm exhausted-- THE DUKE. Look! She swoons! THE COUNTESS. After what I had done I hoped at least To hear from witnesses that you were gone! A CONSPIRATOR. You were pursued--And in a moment-- THE DUKE. Take care of her. Conceal her in the hut. A CONSPIRATOR. Yes. THE COUNTESS. Go! THE DUKE. But are you better? THE COUNTESS. Not yet gone? For God's sake, go! Ah! could your Father see you Waiting, enfeebled, tender, hesitating, With what contempt he'd shrug his epaulettes! THE DUKE. Good-bye! FLAMBEAU. We're caught! Too late! SEDLINZKY. [_Entering with police officers; he advances to the_ COUNTESS, _whom he mistakes for the_ DUKE.] Too late, my Lord. THE COUNTESS. [_Furiously, to the_ DUKE.] Ah, Temporizer! Dreamer! Cold Idealist! SEDLINZKY. [_Who has turned to the person addressed by the_ COUNTESS _and recognized the_ DUKE, _starts, and, addressing him._] Your Highness-- [_He turns to the_ COUNTESS.] Your High-- [_To the_ DUKE.] Your High-- FLAMBEAU. He's puzzled! SEDLINZKY. So that's it! FLAMBEAU. You've been drinking. You see double. SEDLINZKY. Count Prokesch, I must ask you to retire. [PROKESCH _exit._] FLAMBEAU. We shan't be crowned just yet by Uncle Fesch! SEDLINZKY. [_Indicating the_ ATTACHÉ.] Lead off this gentleman. You, sir, in this? Your Government shall hear of it. THE DUKE. I swear He was not of the plot! THE ATTACHÉ. Forgive me, Sire, Since they're arresting us I take my share. THE DUKE. [_To the_ ATTACHÉ, _as he is led off._] Good-bye, then. [_To_ SEDLINZKY.] Now, policeman, show your zeal. SEDLINZKY. [_To his men, pointing to the_ COUNTESS.] Take the false Prince wherever--she--belongs. THE DUKE. [_Haughtily._] With all the honors due to me! THE COUNTESS. That voice! Ah, hapless child! You would have made a leader! [_She is led off._] SEDLINZKY. As for the rest, we'll shut our eyes: _Verb. sap._ A CONSPIRATOR. I think-- MARMONT. To serve the cause-- ANOTHER CONSPIRATOR. We'd better go. ANOTHER. Reserve our strength-- ANOTHER. For later-- ANOTHER. Bide our time. [_All disappear._] FLAMBEAU. [_To_ SEDLINZKY.] Open your eyes again. Here's one more left. THE DUKE. Oh, fly for my sake! FLAMBEAU. Yours? SEDLINZKY.