e two,
alone, of all the world, believe he's not a traitor.

DUKE.

Here's a list of martyrs slaughtered the day that we escaped.

GOUROC.

[_Taking the paper_.]

And here's a name underlined with ink.

[_Starting up with great joy_.]

By heaven, your own!--See!--In the list of fallen heads--the Duc de
Beaumont!

[_The_ DUKE _takes paper_.

DIANE.

[_Coming toward_ GOUROC.]

You speak of the man who took my father's place, as though you exulted
in his death!--Was he an enemy of yours?

GOUROC.

I rejoice that the man's disguise was not discovered--for the report
of your father's death prevented our pursuit.

DUKE.

[_Joyfully to_ GOUROC.]

You remember the Abbe de St. Simon?

GOUROC.

Yes. He was condemned to die with you.

DUKE.

This journal says that he escaped from the death-cart as it rumbled to
the scaffold through the crowd.

GOUROC.

[_Starting, and with great emphasis_.]

Impossible!

DUKE.

[_Holding out the paper_.]

See for yourself!

[GOUROC _takes paper eagerly_.

LA ROCHE.

[_Entering, with a cry of joy_.]

Duke!

DUKE.

[_Holding out his arms_.]

Henri!

LA ROCHE.

[_Embracing the_ DUKE.]

In days of misery, a moment such as this is sweet indeed. But how did
you escape? I saw your name among the guillotined.

DUKE.

[_Turning to_ GOUROC.]

This gentleman wrought a way for our deliverance!--Monsieur le Marquis
de Vaux.

LA ROCHE.

[_Grasping_ GOUROC'S _hand_.]

Monsieur--the King's friends are all your debtors.

GOUROC.

Nay, sir, the debt is mine. Tis a privilege to save such precious
lives.

DUKE.

[_Presenting_ DIANE.]

Here's a lass you played with, years ago.

LA ROCHE.

What!--My little cousin--grown so stately and so sad! Mademoiselle, I
claim a kinsman's right to kiss away these shadows.

DIANE.

And I yield the right with pleasure, cousin Henri.

LA ROCHE.

[_Kisses her_.]

Good cheer, sweet cousin! You are now protected by the soldiers of the
King, who--God willing--will punish those who brought this shadow to
your face.

GOUROC.

That may not prove an easy task! Granville is overrun with rebels, who
are urged to most atrocious crimes by Carrac.

LA ROCHE.

Yes--Thomas Carrac--a brutal monster, reeking with loyal blood; a
loathsome anarchist, who glories in the vilest deeds.

GOUROC.

Ravishing without remorse the daughters of our race.

LA ROCHE.

If