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Mackaye, Steele, 1844?-1894

"Representative Plays by American Dramatists: 1856-1911: Paul Kauvar; or, Anarchy"


[_Extends his hand_. PAUL _turns away_.]
Will you not take my hand?

PAUL.
No, Monsieur. Not until you think it worthy to guide and guard your
daughter, as my wife.

DUKE.
[_Starts haughtily, then turns to_ DIANE.]
Come, child! Tis time that we were gone.

DIANE.
[_Crossing and extending her hand to_ PAUL.]
Farewell!

PAUL.
[_Taking her hand, speaks aside to her_.]
Remember, love and trust.

DIANE.
Forever!
[PAUL _kisses her hand. She comes slowly to her father, keeping her
eyes in anguish on_ PAUL.
[_The_ DUKE _leads her toward the folding doors which are suddenly
thrown open, disclosing a platoon of_ GUARDS. DIANE _shrieks, the_
DUKE _starts back_, PAUL _turns in horror_. TABOOZE _advances into the
room_.

TABOOZE.
In the name of the Republic, I arrest Honore Albert Maxime, heretofore
Duc de Beaumont.

DIANE.
[_Clasping the_ DUKE.]
Father!

PAUL.
[_Sternly_.]
What does this mean?--Whose name is on that warrant?

TABOOZE.
[_With surprise_.]
Why, your own, Citizen.
[PAUL _recoils, stunned_.

DUKE.
What! Betrayed by you?

DIANE.
No, no! It is not true!
[_Snatching the paper, looking, then with a cry_.


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