]
Curse him! He rules me with a rod of red-hot iron! I wish I had him
here now! By the gods! I'd take courage for once; I'd tackle him with
my tongue--like my wife. I'd say--
GOUROC.
[_Advancing coolly_.]
Well, Citizen,--you'd say--?
POTIN.
[_Aside, startled_.]
The devil take you!
GOUROC.
What would you say?
POTIN.
Nothing!--anything!--everything!
GOUROC.
That's lucky!--I have much for you to say before the day is done. The
trial of the Duke will soon begin. When asked who gave you the order
for the Duke's arrest, you must swear that it was Paul Kauvar who did
so.
POTIN.
Why, Lord help me! 'Twas you who gave me the order, and forced me to
carry it, too.
GOUROC.
Possibly; but, in spite of that, my name must not be mentioned in the
affair, to any one, do you hear?
POTIN.
Alas, I do!
GOUROC.
And will swear as I command?
POTIN.
[_With sudden resolution_.]
Never!
GOUROC.
Do you care to save your head?
POTIN.
Of course! What could I do without it?
GOUROC.
If you refuse to attest as I have dictated, I will declare you guilty
of treason in trying to conceal the presence of the Duke in Paris.
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