NAPOLEON. With him! With whom, sir? Why do you treat this lady in such a fashion?
LIEUTENANT. Lady! He's a man! the man I showed my confidence in. (Advancing threateningly.) Here you—
LADY (running behind Napoleon and in her agitation embracing the arm which he instinctively extends before her as a fortification). Oh, thank you, General. Keep him away.
NAPOLEON. Nonsense, sir. This is certainly a lady (she suddenly drops his arm and blushes again); and you are under arrest. Put down your sword, sir, instantly.
LIEUTENANT. General: I tell you he's an Austrian spy. He passed himself off on me as one of General Massena's staff this afternoon; and now he's passing himself off on you as a woman. Am I to believe my own eyes or not?
LADY. General: it must be my brother. He is on General Massena's staff. He is very like me.
LIEUTENANT (his mind giving way). Do you mean to say that you're not your brother, but your sister?—the sister who was so like me?—who had my beautiful blue eyes? It was a lie: your eyes are not like mine: they're exactly like your own. What perfidy!
NAPOLEON. Lieutenant: will you obey my orders and leave the room, since you are convinced at last that this is no gentleman?
LIEUTENANT. Gentleman! I should think not. No gentleman would have abused my confi—
NAPOLEON (out of all patience). Enough, sir, enough. Will you leave the room. I order you to leave the room.