MLLE. DE CHÂTEAU-GUI Whither! DE L’ORIENT ‘Tis for The blue skies and the sunny fields! THE ACTRESS The flowers We shall not gather any more! DE L’ORIENT High hills, The water running in the sun and shade! MME. DE MALESTROIT A garden old beside a winding stream— Oh, death in life! A NUN It was a soul set free. By now a thousand shining leagues it’s mounted! [_The door at the left of the altar opens._ _Enter_ GRÉGOIRE. MLLE. DE CHÂTEAU-GUI Here is Grégoire! GRÉGOIRE Good-morrow, Citoyens! COUNT LOUIS Good-morrow, Gaoler. MLLE. DE CHÂTEAU-GUI Ah, this place, Grégoire! It is so triste! Shall we forever stay Imprisoned in a church? LA FÔRET Oh, gayer far The Bastille or Vincennes! THE ACTRESS These frowning saints! The wind that whistles in! MME. DE MALESTROIT The stones so cold! COUNT LOUIS The Church will make us martyrs ere our time! MLLE. DE CHÂTEAU-GUI And did you buy, Grégoire, the cards for ombre? THE ACTRESS Masks for our play? DE L’ORIENT A violin? THE ACTRESS Wax-lights? DE BUC The foils? A CHILD My ball, Grégoire? GRÉGOIRE I’ve nothing bought— The judges sit to-day. Complain to them. The church is cold! ‘Tis not so cold as Loire! The prisons are too crowded! Well, to-day We’ll weed them out! DE BUC So! GRÉGOIRE You are warned! Prepare! Make your farewells—the time is very short! [_Exit_ GRÉGOIRE. DE BUC Strike camp! DE L’ORIENT The open road! COUNT LOUIS Who goes? LA FÔRET Who stays? MLLE. DE CHÂTEAU-GUI Our comedy!—we cannot have it now!