[SÉRAPHINE, NANON, CÉLESTE, _and_ ANGÉLIQUE _watch the dancers. A grating sound is heard without the door to the left of the altar. The turnkeys move aside, the door opens and discloses a passage lined with gaolers and soldiers._ _Enter_ GRÉGOIRE _with three or four Patriots. They wear great boots, plumed hats, sashes of tricolour, sabres and pistols._ DE L’ORIENT La, la, la, la, la! GRÉGOIRE The list for the day. [_The dance ceases._ CÉLESTE Now, now we’ll see the birds drop one by one! ANGÉLIQUE It is what I love! GRÉGOIRE (_He descends the step from the choir_) The list, Citoyens! You whom I name pass out at yonder door. Across the square the judges sit— DE BUC Just so! Who leads? GRÉGOIRE Citoyen, you! DE BUC Promotion, by God!— Messieurs, mesdames, I have marching orders! (_To the Actress and_ MLLE. DE CHÂTEAU-GUI.) I cannot play Dorante! Is’t not a shame? De L’Orient there must take my part—Adieu! (_To_ THE MARQUISE.) Ah, Dorimène, you’ll let me kiss your hand? THE MARQUISE Monsieur, monsieur— DE BUC (_to_ DE VARDES) I’m breaking camp. DE VARDES Ma foi! We’ll meet at the end of the march, my friend! Meantime I’ll tell thee that Bouillé once said, “Brave as a Gascon, or Fauquemont de Buc!” DE BUC Did he so? Old Bouillé! [_He salutes._ My Colonel! DE VARDES Captain de Buc! [DE BUC _mounts the step into the choir and passes out of the door, between the lines of soldiers. There is heard the voice of the mob in the square without._ DE L’ORIENT Away with Melancholy! The curtain’s up, the play begins! Grégoire, My name is Thalia! Is’t on thy list? GRÉGOIRE (_his eyes upon the paper in his hand_) No, Citoyen. DE L’ORIENT Another lifetime here! COUNT LOUIS A golden louis to a paper franc, The next is Château-Gui!— GRÉGOIRE No, Château-Gui, You are reserved. COUNT LOUIS (_taking snuff_)