[Desperately.]
I received it—[Pointing at PAUL.] from him.
[PAUL recoils with horror. DIANE, with cry of agony, hides her face upon her father's breast.
PAUL.
[Crossing to POTIN.]
Potin, look at me.—On your word hangs the honour of your old and steadfast friend! Look in my eyes, and, in the name of your own salvation, speak nothing but the truth.
DUKE.
[Sternly.]
'Tis useless to intimidate the witness. He will not prove himself a perjurer, and condemn himself to death, even to please so dear a friend as you.