"Dear Henri:—The town is burning, my daughter in peril. I see
Diane embarked for England, and join you on the field.—Duc de
Beaumont."—Gone!—No! I will find her, and fly with her myself.
[Noise of battle outside.—PAUL is about to go, but stops.]
No, no! My God!—She's lost to me again! I cannot go to seek her, for
I'm a prisoner on parole!
[He falls prostrate on the stairs.
CURTAIN.
ACT V.
SCENE. Same as Act IV—one hour later. Noise of battle in distance.—PAUL discovered looking on and listening in excitement.—Noise increases and sounds nearer.
PAUL.
[Triumphantly.]
Ah!—The enemy weakens!—gives way!—falls back!—The Royalists fly!—The Republic wins!—Progress triumphs!