PAUL.
Yes, you can serve me. You have been my friend--be more!
GOUROC.
Your sorrow seems so deep, I swear I think I'd serve it--even at the
cost of conscience! Speak then, without fear.
PAUL.
Help me to save the father of my wife!--See! This key opens yonder
door; to-night, at any moment, you may hear three knocks.--That signal
will be given by a man who will conduct you safely out of France.
GOUROC.
A man that you can trust?
PAUL.
To the death.--I saved his life.
GOUROC.
But suppose the Duke is called before the signal comes!--I must go and
find some man to take his place.
GOUROC _starts to go_. PAUL'S _face lights with a sudden resolution_.
PAUL.
Stop! The man is found.
GOUROC.
Who is he?
PAUL.
The man they call a traitor--Paul Kauvar.
GOUROC.
[_Suppressing a smile of surprise_.]
You?
PAUL.
Yes. When safely out of France, tell them of my fate. My death may
convince them I loved too deeply to betray.
[_A bell begins to toll_.
A VOICE.
[_In the distance_.]
Hubert, Marquis de Ferrand,--Mardoche, alias the Abbe de St. Simon--
GOUROC.
They're calling the condemned; there's not an instant to be lost.
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