Woman on Her Own, False Gods and The Red Robe: Three Plays By BrieuxBrieux, Eugène
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Woman on Her Own, False Gods and The Red Robe: Three Plays By Brieux
Brieux, Eugène
French drama
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. I ask nothing better, but let me know what my duty is.
MONDOUBLEAU. That's just what one wants to avoid. But look here, my
friend, you are a very mysterious person!
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. I?
MONDOUBLEAU. You are asking for a change of appointment.
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Who told you that?
MONDOUBLEAU. Who do you suppose? He is the only one who knows.
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Eug--[_Quickly_] The Keeper of the Seals?
MONDOUBLEAU. You want to be appointed to Orleans? Am I correctly
informed?
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Quite true. We have relations there.
MONDOUBLEAU. I fancy you are concerned in the movement now in
preparation.
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Is there a movement in preparation?
MONDOUBLEAU. There is. As for Monsieur Ardeuil, the Minister confined
himself to saying that he had confidence in your firmness and zeal.
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. The Keeper of the Seals may rely on me. I shall have
to show considerable severity in several directions here, and I shall
lack neither determination nor zeal, I can assure you.
MONDOUBLEAU. Yes, but above all, tact! Eugene repeated a dozen times,
"Above all, no prosecutions, no scandals. At the present moment less
than ever. We are being watched. So everything must be done quietly."
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. You needn't be alarmed. There's the matter of Mouzon.
MONDOUBLEAU. Mouzon! Mouzon the examining magistrate!
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Yes.
MONDOUBLEAU. Of Mauleon?
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Precisely.
MONDOUBLEAU. You aren't thinking of--One of my best friends--very well
disposed--a capital fellow--an excellent magistrate, full of energy and
discernment. I mentioned his name to Eugene in connection with the
vacant post of Councillor.
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. [_offering him the report_] You've picked the wrong
man. I am going to show you a document about him. Besides, the post is
promised to Monsieur Vagret.
MONDOUBLEAU. What is wrong?
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Here. I shall have to report him to the Superior
Council of the Magistracy or proceed against him in the Court of Appeal.
MONDOUBLEAU. What has he done?
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Read it.
MONDOUBLEAU [_after casting a glance over the document which the other
has handed to him_] Of course. But really--there's nothing in that. If
you keep quiet about it, no one will know anything. No scandal. The
magistracy is suffering from too many attacks already just now, without
our providing our enemies with weapons.
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Unfortunately Coire knows of it, and he threatens to
tell the whole story in his paper unless Monsieur Mouzon is sent away
from Mauleon.
MONDOUBLEAU. The devil! [_He begins to laugh_]
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. What are you laughing at?
MONDOUBLEAU. Nothing--an extravagant idea, a jest. [_He laughs_] Tell
me--but you won't be annoyed?--it's only a joke--
ATTORNEY-GENERAL. Well?
MONDOUBLEAU. I was thinking--I tell you, it's a grotesque idea. But
after all--after all, if you propose Mouzon for the Councillor's chair
at Pau, you will be pleasing everyone!
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