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DE RANDOL

      Well, now, be cautious; be careful and cunning; guard your reputation and your name. Make neither commotion nor scandal, and await your opportunity.

      MME. DE SALLUS [_ironically_]

      And must I continue to be very charming when he returns to me, and be ready for all his fancies?

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Oh, Madeline, I speak to you in the truest friendship.

      MME. DE SALLUS [_bitterly_]

      In the truest friendship!

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Yea, as a friend who loves you far too dearly to advise you to commit any folly.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      And loves me just enough to advise me to be complaisant to a man I despise.

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      I! Never, never. My most ardent desire is to be with you forever. Get a divorce, and then if you still love me, let us wed.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      Oh, yes, yes--two years from now. Certainly, you _are_ a patient lover!

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      But supposing I were to carry you off, he would take you back to-morrow; would shut you up in his house, and would never get a divorce lest you should become my wife.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      Well, do you mean to say I could fly nowhere but to your house, that I could not hide myself in such fashion that he would never find me?

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Yes, you could hide yourself, but it would be necessary for you to live abroad under another name, or buried in the country, till death. That is the curse of our love. In three months you would hate me. I never will let you commit such a folly.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      I thought you loved me enough to fly with me, but it seems that I am mistaken. Adieu!

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Madeline, listen to me for God's--

      MME. DE SALLUS Jacques, take me, or leave me--answer!

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Madeline, I implore you!

      MME. DE SALLUS

      Never! Adieu! [_Rises and goes to the door_.]

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Once more I implore you, Madeline, listen to me.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      Oh, no, no; adieu! [De Randol _takes her by the arms; she frees herself angrily_.] Unhand me! Let me go, or I shall call for help!

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Call if you will, but listen to me. I would not that you should ever be able to reproach me for the madness that you meditate. God forbid that you should hate me, but, bound to me by this flight that you propose, you would carry with you forever a keen and unavailing regret that I allowed you to do it.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      Let me go! I despise you! Let me go!

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Well, if you wish to fly, why, let us fly.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      Oh, no, not now. I know you now. It is too late. Let me go.

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      I have done exactly what I ought to have done; I have said exactly what I ought to have said; consequently, I am no longer responsible for you, and you have no right to reproach me with the consequences. So let us fly.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      Oh, no, it is too late, and I do not care to accept sacrifices.

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      There is no more any question of sacrifice. To fly with you is my most ardent desire.

      MME. DE SALLUS [_astonished_]

      You are mad.

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Well, suppose I am mad. That is only natural, since I love you.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      What do you mean?

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      I mean what I say. I love you; I have nothing else to say. Let us fly.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      Ah, you were altogether too cautious just now to become so brave all at once.

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Will you ever understand me? Listen to me. When I first realized that I adored you, I made a solemn vow concerning what might happen between you and me. The man who falls in love with a woman such as you, a woman married yet deserted; a slave in fact yet morally free, institutes between her and himself a bond which only she can break. The woman risks everything. Ay, it is just because she does this, because she gives everything--her heart, her body, her soul, her honor, her life, because she has foreseen all the miseries, all the dangers, all the misfortunes that can happen, because she dares to take so bold, and fearless a step, and because she is ready and determined to hazard everything--a husband who could kill her, and a world that would scorn her--it is for all this and for the heroism of her conjugal infidelity, that her lover, in taking her, ought to foresee all, to guard her against every ill that can possibly happen. I have nothing more to say. I spoke at first as a calm and foreseeing man who wished to protect you against everything--now I am simply and only the man who loves you. Order me as you please.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      That is all very prettily said; but is it true?

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      I swear it!

      MME. DE SALLUS

      You wish to fly with me?

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Yes.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      From the bottom of your heart?

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      From the bottom of my heart.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      To-day?

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Yes, and whenever you please.

      MME. DE SALLUS

      It is now a quarter to eight. My husband will be coming in directly, for we dine at eight. I shall be free at half past nine or ten o'clock.

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      Where shall I wait for you?

      MME. DE SALLUS

      At the end of the street in a _coup?_. [_The bell rings_.] There he is, and for the last time, thank God!

      SCENE II.

      (_The same characters, and_ M. de Sallus.)

      M. DE SALLUS [_enters. To_ Jacques de Randol, _who has risen to take his leave_]

      Well, you are not going again, are you? Why, it seems that I need only come in to make you take your leave.

      JACQUES DE RANDOL

      No, no, my dear fellow; you don't make me go, but I must.

      M. DE SALLUS


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