GOUROC.
To save his life I must imperil my own. I am willing to do this, but--
DIANE.
[_Scornfully_.]
You must have your price!
GOUROC.
Yes--that price, the right to save and guard you as my wife. One word
of hope, and I am your slave forever.
DIANE.
Such a word would be cruelty to you, and crime in me.
[_She starts to go_.
GOUROC.
[_Seizing_ DIANE'S _hand_.]
Hear me, I beg--beseech--
[_A bell tolls_.]
Nay--I command!--Listen!
A VOICE.
[_Calls slowly in the distance_.]
Hubert, Marquis de Ferrand,--Comte de Vigny,--Duc de Beaumont----
[DIANE _turns in horror_.
GOUROC.
Your father is called for trial! That means certain death.
DIANE.
[_Kneeling_.]
Save him!--I will pay the price with everything I have.
GOUROC
I may hope?
DIANE.
Yes! Take hope from my despair.
GOUROC.
Then you will be my wife?
DIANE.
When he and I are free.
GOUROC.
Your father shall be saved!--I go to perfect all my plans.
[_Kissing her hand_.]
From this moment I am yours--body, mind and soul!
[_Exit hurriedly_.
DIANE.
When he has saved my father--death shall deliver me.
[_Exit_.
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