[To LA ROCHE.]
Call your guards! Drag this woman away! Fling her to these rebel dogs—for she is one of them!
GOUROC.
What has she done?
DUKE.
Deceived a father's love! Become the mate of my betrayer.
[Turning on DIANE.]
Degraded remnant of my race!—Go! Back to your own, wife of a Sans
Culotte!
GOUROC.
[Stepping between them.]