Anger me not! LALAIN On your lips _Ça Ira_! but in your heart _O Richard, O mon Roi!_ YVETTE ‘Tis false! LALAIN And I—and I—Yvette! YVETTE Speak not to me! LALAIN You gaze at that man! I tell you he wooes Madame la Marquise de Blanchefôret! [YVETTE _crosses to_ _The Marquise_, DE VARDES, _and the guests_. YVETTE (_to_ THE MARQUISE) Madame! I broke the fan! I would pay if I might. I would keep your cows, or spin your flax— THE MARQUISE The fan! You broke the fan—not monsieur there! YVETTE No, I! THE MARQUISE Sainte Geneviève! _Enter_ COUNT LOUIS, THE VIDAME, MME. DE VAUCOURT, _etc._ SÉRAPHINE Yvette! COUNT LOUIS La belle Marquise! [SÉRAPHINE _draws_ YVETTE _back to the base of the statue_. COUNT LOUIS, THE MARQUISE, _and the guests talk together_. LALAIN _crosses to_ DE VARDES. LALAIN René de Vardes! DE VARDES Rémond Lalain! LALAIN This day I bury our friendship of old! DE VARDES So! LALAIN I owe to you a thousand louis Which I’ll repay, monsieur! DE VARDES I doubt it not. LALAIN Touch not the girl Yvette! DE VARDES At last the heart of the matter! I see You have been through the Forest of Paimpont. LALAIN Or touch at your peril! DE VARDES Monsieur! LALAIN Oh, if You lay your hand upon your sword, monsieur, I’m for you there! DE VARDES Art mad, or drunk with power, Monsieur the favourite of the Jacobins? LALAIN There’ll come a day when to be Jacobin Is something more, monsieur, than to be king! DE VARDES Indeed! [_A Sergeant of Hussars appears on the terrace and salutes._ Sergeant!