PAUL.
[Reading.]
"Dear Henri:—The town is burning, my daughter in peril. I see
Diane embarked for England, and join you on the field.—Duc de
Beaumont."—Gone!—No! I will find her, and fly with her myself.
[Noise of battle outside.—PAUL is about to go, but stops.]
No, no! My God!—She's lost to me again! I cannot go to seek her, for
I'm a prisoner on parole!
[He falls prostrate on the stairs.