LADY (wistfully). You are very hard. Men and women are nothing to you but things to be used, even if they are broken in the use. NAPOLEON (turning on her). Which of us has broken this fellow--I or you? Who tricked him out of the despatches? Did you think of his career then? LADY (naively concerned about him). Oh, I never thought of that. It was brutal of me; but I couldn't help it, could I? How else could I have got the papers? (Supplicating.) General: you will save him from disgrace. NAPOLEON (laughing sourly). Save him yourself, since you are so clever: it was you who ruined him. (With savage intensity.) I HATE a bad soldier. He goes out determinedly through the vineyard. She follows him a few steps with an appealing gesture, but is interrupted by the return of the lieutenant, gloved and capped, with his sword on, ready for the road. He is crossing to the outer door when she intercepts him. LADY. Lieutenant. LIEUTENANT (importantly). You mustn't delay me, you know. Duty, madame, duty. LADY (imploringly). Oh, sir, what are you going to do to my poor brother? LIEUTENANT. Are you very fond of him? LADY. I should die if anything happened to him. You must spare him. (The lieutenant shakes his head gloomily.) Yes, yes: you must: you shall: he is not fit to die. Listen to me. If I tell you where to find him--if I undertake to place him in your hands a prisoner, to be delivered up by you to General Bonaparte--will you promise me on your honor as an officer and a gentleman not to fight with him or treat him unkindly in any way? LIEUTENANT. But suppose he attacks me. He has my pistols. LADY. He is too great a coward. LIEUTENANT. I don't feel so sure about that. He's capable of anything. LADY. If he attacks you, or resists you in any way, I release you from your promise. LIEUTENANT. My promise! I didn't mean to promise. Look here: you're as bad as he is: you've taken an advantage of me through the better side of my nature. What about my horse? LADY. It is part of the bargain that you are to have your horse and pistols back. LIEUTENANT. Honor bright? LADY. Honor bright. (She offers her hand.) LIEUTENANT (taking it and holding it). All right: I'll be as gentle as a lamb with him. His sister's a very pretty woman. (He attempts to kiss her.) LADY (slipping away from him). Oh, Lieutenant! You forget: your career is at stake--the destiny of Europe--of humanity. LIEUTENANT. Oh, bother the destiny of humanity (Making for her.) Only a kiss. LADY (retreating round the table). Not until you have regained your honor as an officer. Remember: you have not captured my brother yet. LIEUTENANT (seductively). You'll tell me where he is, won't you? LADY. I have only to send him a certain signal; and he will be here in quarter of an hour. LIEUTENANT. He's not far off, then. LADY. No: quite close. Wait here for him: when he gets my message he will come here at once and surrender himself to you. You understand?