Lalain (to the mob)
It is an emigré!
A traitor and a black Aristocrat,
The ci-devant De Vardes!
The Crowd
De Vardes! De Vardes!
Yvette
Rémond Lalain, stand from my path, I say!
(To the crowd.) Not emigré, but prisoner in La Force!
Not traitor! That’s a wretch who doth betray!