intively]
Why are we doing these strange things, mamma,
And what did we get up so early for?
MARIE LOUISE
I cannot, dear, explain. So many events
Enlarge and make so many hours of one,
That it would be too hard to tell them now.
KING OF ROME
But you know why we a setting out like this?
Is it because we fear our enemies?
MARIE LOUISE
We are not sure that we are going yet.
I may be needful; but don't ask me here.
Some time I will tell you.
[She sits down irresolutely, and bestows recognitions on the
assembled officials with a preoccupied air.]
KING OF ROME [in a murmur]
I like being here best;
And I don't want to go I know not where!
MARIE LOUISE
Run, dear to Mamma 'Quiou and talk to her
[He goes across to MADAME DE MONTESQUIOU.]
I hear that women of the Royalist hope
[To the DUCHESS OF MONTEBELLO]
Have bent them busy in their private rooms
With working white cockades these several days.--
Yes--I must go!
DUCHESS OF MONTEBELLO
But why yet, Empress dear?
We may soon gain good news; some messenger
Hie from the Emperor or King Joseph hither?
MARIE LOUISE
King Joseph I await. He's gone to eye
The outposts, with the Ministers of War,
To learn the scope and nearness of the Allies;
He should almost be back.
[A silence, till approaching feet are suddenly heard outside the
door.]
Ah, here he comes;
Now we shall know!
[Enter precipitately not Joseph but officers of the National Guard
and others.]
OFFICERS
Long live the Empress-regent!
Do not quit Paris, pray, your Majesty.
Remain, remain. We plight us to defend you!
MARIE LOUISE [agitated]
Gallant messieurs, I thank you heartily.
But by the Emperor's biddance I am bound.
He has vowed he'd liefer see me and my son
Blanched at the bottom of the smothering Seine
Than in the talons of the foes of France.--
To keep us sure from such, then, he ordained
Our swift withdrawal with the Ministers
Towards the Loire, if enemies advanced
In overmastering might. They do advance;
Marshal Marmont and Mortier are repulsed,
And that has come whose hazard he foresaw.
All is arranged; the treasure is awheel,
And papers, seals, and cyphers packed therewith.
OFFICERS [dubiously]
Yet to leave Paris is t
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