NANETTE.
What know you of a woman's tongue?
POTIN.
Enough to damn me, if knowledge were a crime.
NANETTE.
[To GOUROC.]
Come, Citizen, there's no use waiting. President Kauvar don't do business at home; you've no rights here.
GOUROC.
[Rising sternly.]
The patriot has unlimited rights, woman. He may dare all—violate all, in his zeal for the Republic.