Representative Plays by American Dramatists: 1856-1911: Paul Kauvar; or, AnarchyMacKaye, Steele
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Representative Plays by American Dramatists: 1856-1911: Paul Kauvar; or, Anarchy
MacKaye, Steele
American drama
[_Enter_ LA HOGUE, LA ROCHEJACQUELEIN, GOUROC, JEAN _and_ DENISE.]
[_To_ LA ROCHE.]
Call your guards! Drag this woman away! Fling her to these rebel
dogs--for she is one of them!
GOUROC.
What has she done?
DUKE.
Deceived a father's love! Become the mate of my betrayer.
[_Turning on_ DIANE.]
Degraded remnant of my race!--Go! Back to your own, wife of a Sans
Culotte!
GOUROC.
[_Stepping between them_.]
Stay! There must be some mistake!
DUKE.
No! She has confessed that she's the wife of Paul Kauvar.
GOUROC.
That cannot be, for Paul Kauvar is dead.
DUKE.
Dead? How do you know that?
GOUROC.
Because he, disguised, took your place on the guillotine.
DIANE.
[_Rising_.]
My God!
DUKE.
What! I owe my life to him?
GOUROC.
He died to atone his treachery to you.
DIANE.
Traitors do not die to save their victims! His life was noble! His
death sublime!
[_To the_ DUKE.]
You have foully wronged the man who bravely met a martyr's death for
you!--have scorned and spurned me from your side, because I was his
wife. You have disowned me--I now disown you!
[_Turning, she goes swiftly up the steps to the terrace_.
LA ROCHE.
Where are you going?
DIANE.
Back to the Sans Culottes!
DUKE.
Diane!--Daughter!
DIANE.
No! Not your daughter--but his wife! No longer Diane de Beaumont--but,
thank God,--Diane Kauvar!
CURTAIN.
ACT IV.
SCENE. _Same as Act III_.--DUKE _discovered seated in attitude of
despair_.--GOUROC _standing near mantel_.--LA ROCHEJACQUELEIN _enters
sadly_.
DUKE.
[_Rising anxiously_.]
What news?
LA ROCHE.
None.
[_The_ DUKE _sinks back into chair_.
GOUROC.
Then she has positively escaped?
LA ROCHE.
While we stood dazed with horror at her words--she vanished. Our
soldiers have searched, but can find no trace of her.
DUKE.
[_Starting up_.]
I will find her!
LA ROCHE.
[_Barring his way_.]
This is madness.
DUKE.
Let me pass!
LA ROCHE.
Hear me!
DUKE.
While I listen, she is lost!--An army shall not stop me.
[_Breaks from him towards door_.
DENISE.
[_Entering joyfully_.]
She is found!
ALL.
Found?
DENISE.
Yes. Jean tracked her,--they are bringing her here.
JEAN.
[_Entering_.]
General, I have not failed.
LA ROCHE.
[_Grasping his hand_.]
You never do.
LA HOGUE _enters first, followed by two_ GUARDS, _whom he directs
to the entrance at top of steps_.--DIANE _enters, followed by two_
GUARDS.
DIANE.
[_To_ LA ROCHEJACQUELEIN.]
By what authority, Monsieur, am I arrested?
DUKE.
By mine. I am your father.
DIANE.
My marriage has set me free of parental rule. I claim the right to fly
from those who have defamed my noble husband. General, command your
soldiers to release me!
GOUROC.
No!--You shall not go.
DIANE.
What will prevent me?
GOUROC.
The force of your own honour.
DIANE.
Honour commands me to return to my husband's friends.
GOUROC.
Honour commands you to keep your word with me.
[DIANE _starts and turns away_.]
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