Part 86 (1/2)

[_Indicating Didier_

THE JAILER

You jest!

SAVERNY

I do not! He's the one!

THE JAILER

What an idea!

Your uncle wants to save you, not save him

SAVERNY

It's settled? Then prepare two shrouds at once

[_Turns his back on The Jailer, who goes out, astonished A Registrar enters_

We can't be left alone an instant--strange!

REGISTRAR (_saluting the prisoners_)

The royal councilor of the Great Chaain and exits_

SAVERNY

'Tis well! [_Laughing_ Annoying luck!

Twenty years old--September--and to die Before October!

DIDIER (_ the portrait in his hand, and as if absorbed in a deep study of it_)

Come, look at me well!

Eyes in race! Hardly a woel God Himself When He formed that divinely honest look Put much fire in it but more chastity

That childish mouth, pushed open by sweet hopes, Throbs with its innocence

[_Throwing the portrait violently to the ground_

Why did that peasant Take ainst the stones? What did I do Unto my mother to be cursed with birth?

Why, in that misery, it may be crime, Which forced her to abandon her own blood, Had she not h to choke Me in her ar from back of court_)

The ss fly quite loill rain to-night