Lafitte, a play in prologue and four acts

by Lucile Rutland; Lucie Levéque Ayres

MAR. Yes. (Mother Augustus motions to a man who rings the bell.)

M. AUG. (to Mariana.) You should give up that silver ring, Mariana, which seems to be so associated with worldly souvenirs.

MAR. This ring! Never. It is an amulet. At sight of it all faith is imperative, all beauty understood, all despondency a sin. (aside.) What is death? He loves me still. (enter Baptiste.)

M. AUG. Is the Marquis d’Acosta here?

BAP. Yes ma’am.

M. AUG. Say to him that Miss d’Acosta is here and wishes to see him.

BAP. Yes ma’am. (bows and exit.)

MAR. (to 1st Nun.) Will the preliminary of my taking the veil be at all binding?

1st NUN. No.