The Dramas of Victor Hugo: Mary Tudor, Marion de Lorme, EsmeraldaHugo, Victor
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The Dramas of Victor Hugo: Mary Tudor, Marion de Lorme, Esmeralda
Hugo, Victor
French drama -- 19th century -- Translations into English
[_She speaks to him in a low voice and indicates the door through
which Jane passed._
SIMON RENARD.
I understand, madame. [_Fabiani enters._
SCENE VII
_The same._ Fabiani
THE QUEEN.
Ah, here he is!
[_She continues to speak to Simon Renard in a low voice._
FABIANI (_everybody salutes him; he looks around him. Aside_).
What does this mean? There are only my enemies here, this morning!
The Queen is speaking in a low tone to Simon Renard. The devil! She
is laughing! It is a bad sign.
THE QUEEN (_graciously to Fabiani_).
God be with you, my lord!
FABIANI (_seizing her hand which he kisses_).
Madame-- [_Aside._] She smiled at me! The danger is not for me!
THE QUEEN (_still graciously_).
I want to speak to you.
[_She advances to the front of the stage with him._
FABIANI.
And I also, I want to speak to you, madame. I have a right to
reproach you! To keep me away, to exile me so long! Ah, it wouldn't
be thus if you thought of me during these hours of absence as I think
of you!
THE QUEEN.
You are unjust. Since you left me, I have thought of no one but you!
FABIANI.
Is that really true? Does so much happiness belong to me? Say it to
me again!
THE QUEEN (_always smiling_).
I swear it to you!
FABIANI.
Then you do indeed love me as I love you?
THE QUEEN.
Yes, my lord! Truly, I have thought of no one but you. So much so,
that I have tried to plan a pleasant surprise for your return.
FABIANI.
What do you mean? What surprise?
THE QUEEN.
A meeting which will give you pleasure!
FABIANI.
A meeting with whom?
THE QUEEN.
Guess! Can't you guess?
FABIANI.
No, madame!
THE QUEEN.
Turn around!
[_He turns and sees Jane on the threshold of the little door, which
is half open._
FABIANI (_aside_).
Jane!
JANE (_aside_).
It is he!
THE QUEEN (_with the same smile_).
My lord, do you know this young woman?
FABIANI.
No, madame!
THE QUEEN.
Young woman, do you know this lord?
JANE.
Truth before life! Yes, madame.
THE QUEEN.
So, my lord, you do not know this woman?
FABIANI.
Madame, this is a conspiracy. I am surrounded by enemies. This woman
is doubtless in league with them. I do not know her, madame! I do not
even know who she is, madame!
THE QUEEN (_rising and striking him in the face with her glove_).
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