our officer!--Captain on Kleber's staff:
Captain Paul Kauvar.

DIANE.

[_With a cry--quivering, incredulous_.]

Paul!--Alive!

PAUL.

Heaven is merciful at last!

[_He takes her in his arms_.

POTIN.

By the gods, it is!--The Citizen Kauvar!

GOUJON.

Then La Rochejacquelein has got away?

CARRAC.

[_Rising, to_ PAUL.]

If you are a soldier of the Republic, how is it we find you in the
coat of a brigand?

PAUL.

That's my affair, not yours.

CARRAC.

What! You refuse to answer? [_Coming close to_ PAUL.] Do you know who
I am?

PAUL.

[_With quiet, increasing intensity, before which_ CARRAC _is utterly
cowed_.]

Yes,--Carrac--an anarchist--a fiend--in the name of liberty invoking
the tyranny of terror! An assassin--shouting fraternity and committing
fratricide! A libertine--claiming equality with the good, while
ravishing the pure! A monster--part vulture, part toad--who, in the
holy name of progress, makes our Country and our Cause revolting to
the world!

BOURDOTTE.

Ha! See! Carrac recoils! He's found his match at last!--

[MOB _laugh and jeer_.

SCARLOTTE.

[_Appearing_.]

Room there!--Room for General Kleber.

MOB.

[_Falling back on both sides_.]

Kleber!--Kleber!--Long live Kleber!

KLEBER.

[_Entering with three_ OFFICERS.]

I am told there is mutiny--treason here. Who and where are the
accused?

CARRAC.

[_Pointing at_ PAUL.]

There stands the worst of them!

KLEBER.

[_Astounded_]

Captain Kauvar!--Of what is he accused?

CARRAC.

Treachery to France! He has worn the colours of the Royal Cause.

GOUJON.

We arrested him as Rochejacquelein.

CARRAC.

Whom he has aided to escape.

KLEBER.

A terrible charge! The punishment is instant death.--Captain Kauvar,
what have you to say?

PAUL.

But little.--I led last night the band of men who mined the Faubourg
and cleared the road for our army to advance.

KLEBER.

A desperate undertaking, crowned with great success!--We gave you all
up as dead.

PAUL.

We should have been, but for the clemency of Rochejacquelein. He
spared my men, and put me on parole. He could have shot us all, but by
letting him escape I saved the band of patriots to whom our army owes
its victory to-day.

[_All cheer_.

KLEBER.

Captain Kauvar, you did right!

[_The_ MOB _cheer_.

CARRAC.

Citizens, the watchword sent from Robespierre to Vendee was this:
"Deat