hat do you mean?

PAUL.

Don't ask me. I do not know myself. But you--when you are gone--you
will not forget me?

DIANE.

Not while memory lasts!

PAUL.

And I--perhaps I--some day--shall be free to seek you.

DIANE.

God grant that day is near!

PAUL.

And we--when we meet again, will you find courage to acknowledge who I
am?

DIANE.

Nay--if you desire it--I'll prove my deathless love before I go.--I'll
tell my father all.

PAUL.

No, never!--Never till I've won a name that even your proud father is
forced to honour. Meantime, I ask but this--your love and trust, while
I have life to strive.

DIANE.

You shall have it!--Yes, through sunshine and shadow, I will love and
trust you to the end.

[_They embrace_.

DUKE.

[_Outside_.]

Nanette, the coach is ready: be quick, bear our baggage to the door.

[PAUL _and_ DIANE _separate quickly. Entering, the_ DUKE _glances
suspiciously at the two, then advances to_ PAUL.]

Paul Kauvar, let us not part in bitterness. I owe you much; I grieve
to see you suffer. Courage! Believe me, I never honoured you as I do
now.

[_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_.]

Great heaven!--It is!--His name and hand!

[_She sinks down in despair_.

PAUL.

[_Passionately, to the_ DUK