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The Queen: Then I have killed you! But I love you now!
More than before. Had I but pardoned you—
Ruy Blas: I should have drunk the poison all the same.
I could not bear to live. Good-bye!
[He falls down, and The Queen holds him up in her arms.
Fly! Fly!
No one will know. That door.
>[He tries to point to it, but sinks back in the agony of death.
The Queen (throwing herself on him): Ruy Blas!
Ruy Blas (reviving at the sound of his name):
Thanks! Thanks! [He dies.
FOOTNOTES:
[K] In appearance, "Ruy Blas" is a pendant to "Hernani." In the earlier play, Victor Hugo gives a striking picture of the Spanish nobility in the days of its power and splendour. In the later drama, which he composed in 1838, he depicts in lurid light the corruption into which that nobility afterwards fell. But, as a matter of fact, "Ruy Blas" is a violent party pamphlet with a direct bearing on the French politics of the thirties. It is the decadent French nobility—vanquished in the revolution of 1830—that Hugo really attacks; and Ruy Blas himself is a representative Frenchman of the era of romanticism. Stendhal (Vol. VIII) was the first writer to study this new type of character—the young man of the lower middle classes, full of grandiose dreams and wild ambitions and strange weaknesses, who thought to arrive by intrigue at the high position which the great soldiers of the preceding generation had won on the battlefield. Balzac (Vol. I) elaborated the character in his "Human Comedy"; and Hugo, by ennobling and enlarging it, created the sombre, magnificent figure of Ruy Blas.
The King Amuses Himself[L]
Persons in the Drama
François I., King of France
Triboulet, his jester
Blanche, Triboulet's daughter
Saltabadil, an assassin
Maguelonne, his sister
Dame Berarde
A woman; a man; a crowd of people
Act I
Scene.—Triboulet, the ugly little hunchback jester to King François, has stolen from the Louvre to a secluded house in a remote part of Paris. He takes out the key to open the door, then stops and glances round uneasily.
Triboulet: I thought I heard a footstep.
Blanche must go
Back to the country. In this wild, rough town
My little lonely girl may come to harm.
I was a fool to bring her here. A fool!
Ah, if she learns what a vile part I play
In this vile city—sees her father dressed
In patchwork, using his deformities
To make sport for a proud, vain, wicked king.
Oh, how I hate the man who laughs at me!
When I am sick and miserable, and creep
Into some corner to bewail my lot,
He kicks me out into the light, and cries,
"Amuse me, fool!" Some day I shall go mad,
And kill——
[Saltabadil, who has been following him, comes forward and bows.
Saltabadiclass="underline" Your servant, sir!
Triboulet (startled): What! Who are you?
Saltabadiclass="underline" Excuse me. I have watched you for a week
Come to this house at evening. Every time
You seem afraid some foe is following you.
Triboulet (still more startled): What do you want?
Who are you? Go away!
Saltabadiclass="underline" I want to help you. Do you need a sword?
I am an honest man, and at a price
I'll rid you of your enemy.
Triboulet (relieved by the bravo's air): What price?
Saltabadiclass="underline" According to the job. If he is armed
'Tis best to get my sister, Maguelonne,
To help me. She will lure him to our house—
Triboulet: I understand.
Saltabadil (confidentially): No noise, you see; no risk.
Give me your custom, sir, and you will find
I do the work better than any man
In Paris.
Triboulet: But at present I've no need—
Saltabadiclass="underline" Well, think about it. I am Saltabadil.
I wait for clients every day at noon
By the Hôtel du Maine.
Triboulet: Good-night to you.
Saltabadiclass="underline" Believe me, I am honest. Times are bad;
I have four children, and at least my trade
Is better than mere beggary.
Triboulet: Of course.
One must bring up one's children.
Saltabadiclass="underline" Thanks. Good-night.
[He departs. Triboulet then opens the door leading into a courtyard, and knocks at an inner entrance. This is opened by a charming young girl, who throws herself into the jester's arms.
Triboulet: My daughter! When I see your sweet, bright face
My grief and trouble vanish. Kiss me, Blanche;
I am in need of love. Have you been out?
Blanche: Only to church. It is so dull in town
That, were it not for you, dear, I should like
To go back to Chinon.
Triboulet: It would be best;
put now I could not live in solitude.
My darling, I have no one in the world
But you to love me!
[Hiding his face in his hands, he weeps.
Blanche: Father, trust in me.
Tell me your name and calling. Every night
You come by stealth to see me; every day
You disappear. Oh, how it troubles me
To see you weep!
Triboulet: You would be troubled more
If you could see me laugh! No, no, my child!
Know me but as your father; let me be
Something that you can venerate and love.
Blanche: My father!
Triboulet: But I cannot stay to-night;
I only came to see if you were safe.
Good-bye, my darling! Do not leave the house.
[While he is speaking, King François glides into the courtyard, and hides behind a tree there. He is dressed like a student.
Blanche: Good-bye, my father!
The King: Father! Triboulet Her father! What a joke!
Triboulet: May God guard you!
[He kisses her again and departs. Blanche stands at the door watching him, and Dame Berarde, her housekeeper, joins her.
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