YVETTE I’ll walk upon the banks of Loire. DE VARDES No; come not there! YVETTE I must. It is my road. GRÉGOIRE (_He touches_ DE L’ORIENT _upon the shoulder_) Awake, poet, and go along with us! DE L’ORIENT I am awake! ‘Tis trudge again, De Vardes! _Come, Fanchon and Babette, Olympe and Joséphine! The dancers all are met Within the forest green! Cerise to me, Denise to thee, But none to Léontine!_ [_He turns with_ GRÉGOIRE _to the door at left of the altar_. DE VARDES Farewell—my _douce_! YVETTE Farewell—my fisherman! Oh— GRÉGOIRE Come! DE L’ORIENT _The dancers all are met Within the forest green!_ [_Exeunt_ DE VARDES, DE L’ORIENT, _and_ GRÉGOIRE. _The church darkens._ YVETTE _moves to the choir step_. YVETTE Oh, love in my heart! Oh, splendour and light! The bow in the sky, the bird at its height! The glory and state of the angels bright! [_She kneels and stretches out her arms to the altar._ Oh, mother of sorrows! _CURTAIN_ [Illustration] [Illustration] _ACT V_ SCENE I _A Judgment Hall in Nantes. A dais upon which at a heavy table sit several members of the Revolutionary Committee. Behind them soldiers and a great tricolour flag. To one side a tribune draped with tricolour; opposite the tribune a gallery filled with women of the Revolution. Upon the floor of the hall a throng of red-capped men. To the right of the dais a number of the accused, men and women. To the left a small group of the condemned._ _Uproar in the hall. An accused who has been standing before the judges rejoins the right-hand group of prisoners. One of the judges rings the bell on the table before him._ THE JUDGE Silence, Citoyennes in the gallery! You disturb judgment! CÉLESTE (_leaning from the gallery_) We would know up here Why you did free that man? THE JUDGE (_soothingly_) Ah, Citoyenne! He’s not free—he’s but acquitted! CÉLESTE Ah, well! That’s different! (_To the women about her._) He’s but acquitted!