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MARION.
To see you taken, bound! To see you--_there_!
Only to think it makes me die of horror!
Come! I will be a servant unto you.
Come! Take me, when I have redeemed myself, Just to have something underneath your feet.
The one you called "a wife" in times of trial--
DIDIER.
A wife! [_Cannon sounds in the distance._ This makes of you a widow, then!
MARION.
Didier!
THE JAILER.
The hour is past.
[_Rolling of drums. Enter Councilor of the Great Chamber, accompanied by penitents bearing torches, and by Executioner. A crowd of soldiers and people follow._
MARION.
Ah, Christ!
SCENE VII
_The same. Councilor, Executioner, Populace, Soldiers_
COUNCILOR.
I'm ready, Gentlemen!
MARION (_to Didier_).
I told you that he'd come!
DIDIER (_to Councilor_).
We're ready also.
COUNCILOR.
Which is named Gaspard, Marquis de Saverny?
[_Didier points to Saverny, who is asleep._
[_To Executioner._] Awaken him!
EXECUTIONER (_shaking him_).
How well he sleeps, my lord!
SAVERNY (_rubbing his eyes_).
Ah, how could you Break in on such a pleasant sleep!
DIDIER.
'Tis only Interrupted, friend!
SAVERNY (_half awake: sees Marion and salutes her_).
Oh, I was dreaming About you, my beauty!
COUNCILOR.
Have you made Your peace with G.o.d?
SAVERNY.
I have, sir.
COUNCILOR.
It is well.
Please sign this paper!
SAVERNY (_takes the parchment, runs over it_).
'Tis the _proces-verbal_.
Good! This is a most curious thing--account Of my own death, signed with my autograph!
[_Signs, and reads the paper again: to Councilor._
You have made three mistakes in spelling, sir.
[_Takes the pen and corrects them. To Executioner._
You have awakened me; put me to sleep!
COUNCILOR (_to Didier_).
Didier!
[_Didier approaches: Councilor gives pen to him._
Your name is there.
