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[Saltabadil takes the lamp and leads him upstairs.
Saltabadiclass="underline" This way.
Maguelonne (in the darkness): Poor, poor young man!
[Saltabadil returns with the lamp. He sits at the table in silence; his sister watches him.
Maguelonne (fiercely): You must not kill him!
Saltabadiclass="underline" Twenty golden crowns!
Look, here are ten of them! The rest I get
At midnight. Pest! There is no time to lose.
Quick, sew this sack! My client will return
In a few minutes.
[Terrified by his look, she takes up the sack and begins to mend it. There is again a silence, and in the sinister and momentary radiance of the lightning the figure of Blanche is seen approaching the inn. She is dressed in a man's clothes, and booted and spurred.
Blanche: Terrible work to do! I cannot go.
Father, I cannot! Oh, this horrible dream!
Let me awake from it ere I go mad.
This dream, this horrible dream!
[Seeing the light from the window, she totters up to the hole in the wall and looks in again.
God! it is true!
There they are! There!—the man with murderous looks,
The girl with shameless eyes! Where is the king?
[Her cries are drowned in the thunder.
Maguelonne: Brother!
Saltabadiclass="underline" Yes.
Maguelonne: Do not kill him.
Saltabadiclass="underline" Ten more crowns!
Maguelonne: He is worth more than that. Handsome and young,
And noble too, I'll take my oath on it.
Besides, he loves me.
Saltabadiclass="underline" Get on with the sack.
Maguelonne: You only want the money. Take and kill
The little hunchback when he comes with it.
Blanche: My father!
Saltabadil (angrily): What! Am I a common thief?
Kill my own client? I will have you know,
My sister, that I am an honest man.
I do the work I'm paid for.
[Drawing his dagger, he goes towards the stairs.
Maguelonne (barring the way): Stop, I say!
Or I will go and rouse him.
Blanche: Good, brave girl!
Saltabadiclass="underline" Well, let us make a bargain, Maguelonne.
If anyone comes knocking at our inn
By midnight, he shall go into the sack.
My client only wants to fling some corpse
Into the river, and on this wild night
He will not see what he is throwing in.
Maguelonne: It is just on the hour. No one will come.
Cannot you ram this faggot in the sack?
Saltabadiclass="underline" Who would take that for a limp body? No!
Either a traveller or the man upstairs.
That is all! Will you take the chance?
Maguelonne (weeping): I must.
Blanche: Oh, God, I cannot! No! I am too young.
He does not love me.
[A church-bell begins to chime the hour.
Saltabadiclass="underline" Midnight!
Maguelonne: Hark, a knock!
Blanche (stumbling to the door):
My father hates him.... Perhaps it will not hurt,
If they strike hard and kill me at a blow.
Oh, if he only loved me!
Maguelonne (opening the door): Who is there?
Blanche: Give me a shelter for the night.
Maguelonne: Come in.
[She enters. As she crosses the threshold, Saltabadil raises his dagger, and the curtain falls.
Act III
Scene.—The same; but when the curtain rises, only the outside of the inn is now seen. It is unlighted; everything is in darkness.
Triboulet (knocking at the door): Make haste!
Saltabadil (bringing out a sack): Here is your man.
Triboulet (helping him carry it): Give me a light.
I want to see him—is he really dead?
Saltabadiclass="underline" We must not use a light. We might be seen.
Where is the money?
Triboulet (giving him a bag): Here. (Looking at
the sack) I have you at last!
Long have I waited for this happy hour!
Saltabadiclass="underline" Come, throw it in the Seine!
Triboulet: I want no help.
Your part is done. Leave me alone.
Saltabadiclass="underline" Quick, then!
Somebody may come by. Is the man mad?
[Triboulet has knelt down in the mud by the sack. The rain streams on him, and his face, convulsed with hideous joy, is illumined by the lightning. Saltabadil enters the inn and shuts the door.
Triboulet (feeling the sack): Yes! I can feel his spurs. It is the King!
Now let the heavens break above my head,
And the earth rock and open at my feet!
The vengeance of a clown shakes the whole world!
François, the pivot on which Europe turns,
Is broken. German, Spaniard, and Turk
Can make a slaughterhouse of Christendom.
The King of France is dead!
[Leaping up in a fury, he kicks the sack.
François the First,
Do you remember how you treated me?
Who is the dog now, eh?—the dog to kick
And tumble about to make the courtiers laugh?
You liked my daughter, did you? A clown's brat
Found favour with a king! You stooped too low.
This is the road that you must take.
[He drags the sack to the parapet. While he is doing so, Maguelonne opens the door of the inn and lets out The King, who goes off singing gaily in the opposite direction.
Triboulet (lifting the sack on the parapet, to push
it over): Go down!
The King: Oh, woman is fickle, and man is a fool
To trust in her word!
Triboulet: Oh, God! Whose voice is that?
[He pulls back the sack.
The King (now unseen in the darkness): She changes without any reason or rule,
As her fancies are stirred.
Triboulet: He has escaped! (Running up to the
inn) Accursed villains, you have cheated me! (He
pulls at the door, but it will not open.)
Who have they put in the sack?
[He returns to it.
Some innocent wayfarer? I must see.
[He tears open the sack, and peers into it.
It is too dark (wildly). Has no one got a light?
[As he is dragging the body out of the sack the lightning irradiates it.
My daughter! God! My daughter! No, Blanche, no!
I sent you to Evreux. It is not her.
[The lightning again flashes out, and clearly shows the pale face and closed eyes of the girl.
Speak, for the love of God! Speak! Oh, the blood!
Blanche, are you hurt? Speak to me! Blanche!
Blanche (opening her eyes): Where am I? Father!
[She tries to rise, but falls back groaning. Triboulet takes her in his arms.
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