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The World's Greatest Books — Volume 01 — Fiction от Неизвестный
The World's Greatest Books — Volume 02 — Fiction от Неизвестный
The World's Greatest Books — Volume 03 — Fiction от Неизвестный
The World's Greatest Books — Volume 04 — Fiction от Неизвестный
The World's Greatest Books — Volume 05 — Fiction от Неизвестный
The World's Greatest Books — Volume 06 — Fiction от Неизвестный
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The World's Greatest Books — Volume 09 — Lives and Letters от Неизвестный
The World's Greatest Books — Volume 10 — Lives and Letters от Неизвестный
The World's Greatest Books — Volume 11 — Ancient and Mediæval History от Неизвестный
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The world's greatest books от Mee, Arthur, 1875-1943, joint editor & Hammerton, John Alexander, Sir, 1871-1949, joint editor & McClure, S. S. (Samuel Sidney), 1857-1949, joint editor
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To rob me of my sleep!

The Headsman (grimly): The time has come

To put you both to bed.

Saverny (gaily): A headsman! Good!

I like the axe much better than the rope.

Didier (embracing him): Good-bye, my friend!

Marion (clinging to him): And me! Didier, me!

Will you not say good-bye to me?

Didier (wildly, as the soldiers drag him off): No! No!

My heart is breaking! Oh, Marie, Marie!

I love you. I was wrong!

Marion: You pardon me?

Didier: I ask your pardon. Think of me sometimes.

Good-bye, my darling. [He is dragged behind the wall.

An Official (catching Marion in his arms as she falls):

All hope is not lost.

Look, here is Richelieu! Go and plead with him.

[The castle guns are fired. The cloth, hiding the great breach in the wall, drops. The Cardinal comes in his gigantic scarlet litter, borne by twenty-four footguards. Scarlet curtains conceal him from the shouting mob.

Marion (dragging herself on her knees to the litter):

In the name of God, oh, my Lord Cardinal,

Pardon these two poor boys!

A Voice (from the litter): No pardon!

[The litter passes on, and the crowd surges through the wall after it. Marion is left alone.

FOOTNOTES:

[J] Victor Hugo wrote "Marion de Lorme" in 1829, three months before he composed "Hernani." King Charles X., however, refused to license the play, because of the terrible way in which his ancestor, Louis XIII., was portrayed in it. But after the Revolution of 1830, and the success of "Hernani," the forbidden drama was produced on the stage. Its original title was "A Duel Under Richelieu." The whole play is built around the frustrated duel in which two young men engage against the edict of the great cardinal. This economy of stage-craft makes "Marion de Lorme" a superior work, in point of construction, to "Hernani." And though it may be less picturesque than that more famous example of the romantic drama, it is on the whole a finer effort of genius.

Ruy Blas[K]

Persons in the Drama

Don Sallust de Bazan

President of the Magistrates

Ruy Blas

Lackey to Don Sallust

Don Cesar de Bazan

Cousin to Don Sallust

Don Manuel Arias

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Counsellors

The Count of Camporeal

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Doña Maria, Queen of Spain

A crowd of Spanish Grandees, Counsellors, and Alguazils

Act I

Scene—A room in the palace of King Charles II., at Madrid, about 1695.

Don Sallust: So, after twenty years of constant toil,

And twenty years of honour and high power,

The weak hand of a woman strikes me down

Into the dust. Dishonoured and exiled!

And by the queen, a foolish, foreign girl

Ignorant of our ways, who has no fear

Because she has no knowledge. Had she guessed

I had so many weapons of revenge

That I am now perplexed which one to use,

She would have been more careful. Poisoning,

Of course, is easy; and when she was dead

I could retrieve the power that I have lost.

But I would rather crush and conquer her

Some other way; make her a very slave

Obedient to my slightest wish, and rule

The country in her name. The king is mad,

And she will soon be regent. (Calling) Ruy Blas!

Ruy Blas (appearing at the door): Sir?

Don Sallust: Order my men to gather up and pack

My papers, books and documents! I leave

The palace at the break of day. But you

Must wait here till the queen comes through this room

At morning, on her way to mass. Who's that?

[Don Cesar enters, and he and Ruy Blas look at each other in surprise. Then, seeing he is not wanted, the lackey departs.

Don Cesar: Well, here I am, dear cousin! Have you found,

After a search of twenty years, a post

Worthy of me? Upon the principle

Of setting thieves to capture thieves, I'd make

A splendid captain of your alguazils!

Don Sallust: I know all your remarkable exploits,

My cousin. Were I not chief magistrate,

Your murders, thefts, and acts of brigandage

Would long since have been punished, and Don Cesar,

Count of Garofa—

Don Cesar: He died years ago.

I now am Zafari.

Don Sallust: Zafari can die,

And Cesar, Count of Garofa, revive,

And dazzle all the ladies of the court

With his fine presence, and the wealth I'll give,

If he will serve me, as a cousin should,

Boldly and faithfully.

Don Cesar:          Ah, this sounds well.

Give me a hundred ducats to begin,

And I am your man! What do you want of me?

Some rival quietly despatched?

Don Sallust:          I need

A daring, gallant and ambitious man

To help me to avenge myself.

Don Cesar:          On whom?

Don Sallust: A woman.

Don Cesar:        I have fallen very low,

Don Sallust, but I have not come to that.

Murder may be my trade, but to bring down

A woman by a dastardly intrigue

Is something I would never stoop to do!

I am a wolf, maybe, but not a snake!

Don Sallust: Give me your hand, my cousin! You have come

Out of the ordeal I prepared for you

Better than I expected.

Don Cesar:       Then this plot

Against a woman——

Don Sallust:       Merely was a test.

I'll give you now the money you require.

A hundred ducats, was it? I will fetch them.

[He departs, and signs to Ruy Blas to enter.

Don Cesar: I knew you in your strange disguise, Ruy Blas.

What are you doing here?

Ruy Blas:          Ah, Zafari!

Hunger has now compelled me to adopt

The livery of a lackey. Don Sallust

To-night engaged me as his servitor,

And brought me here. And I came, Zafari,

Because—— (He hesitates.)

Don Cesar: You wanted food!

Ruy Blas:              No. It was love

I hungered for.

Don Cesar: There are some pretty maids

In this great palace.

Ruy Blas:        I am mad, mad, mad!

I am in love, Zafari, with the queen—

I, a lackey. Night after night I creep

Into the royal park, and leave some flowers

Upon her favourite seat. This evening

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