GOUROC.
Ah, indeed!--His private secretary? Then I can do my business with
you. It is said that two aristocrats in disguise are lurking about
this house.
[_All start_.]
I must communicate with you in secret, Citizen.
[_Turning to_ DIANE.]
Are you the daughter of this old man?
DIANE.
I am his daughter, Diane Leblanc.
GOUROC.
You remain.
[_To_ SANS CULOTTES.]
You, Comrades, wait across the street;
[_Exeunt_ SANS CULOTTES.]
and you, Citizen Potin, take your wife, leave the room, and wait
within call. You understand?
POTIN.
I do, Citizen. When the Republic commands, I obey.
[_Exit, with_ NANETTE.
GOUROC.
[_Bowing with great politeness_.]
Monsieur le Duc de Beaumont.
[DIANE _starts_.]
DUKE.
[_Turning with contempt_.]
Monsieur le Marquis de Vaux.
DIANE
[_Amazed_.]
This--the Marquis de Vaux?
GOUROC.
You are surprised to see me in this garb. I am equally surprised to
find you the guests of Citizen Kauvar, President of the Republican
Section of Fraternity.
DUKE.
Not quite as strange as discovering the dainty Marquis de Vaux a
Public Accuser and the servile slave of the guillotine.
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