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THE DUKE.
Oh, fly for my sake!
FLAMBEAU.
Yours?
SEDLINZKY.
[_To a policeman._]
'Tis he!
POLICEMAN.
Perhaps.
Wanted in Paris.
SEDLINZKY.
How can we make sure!
[_The_ POLICEMAN _hands him a paper, which he reads._]
"Nose ordinary, eyes ordinary, Mouth ordinary--" Extraordinary!
[_Watching_ FLAMBEAU.]
Two bullets in his--back.
FLAMBEAU.
A lie!
SEDLINZKY.
Of course.
FLAMBEAU.
I'm lost. All right; I'll have my little joke, And deck myself in flowers ere dropping out.
SEDLINZKY.
You answer to the name of Seraph Flambeau.
FLAMBEAU.
No, sir! That name's not good enough to die with.
I'll be drum-major in the Dance of Death; Not merely Seraph, nor Flambeau, the torch.
I broaden! I'm Archangel Chandelier!
THE DUKE.
Will you deliver him to France?
SEDLINZKY.
Yes.
THE DUKE.
Like a thief?
You have no right, sir--!
SEDLINZKY.
But we'll take it.
THE DUKE.
Heavens!
FLAMBEAU.
'Twas getting past a joke that I should never Be present when they wanted to behead me.
SEDLINZKY.
Also his decoration is illegal.
Take off that ribbon!
FLAMBEAU.
Take it. But it grows As often as I choose on my old hide.
[_Unseen by the others he stabs himself._]
SEDLINZKY.
Take off his cloak!
[_When the cloak is removed, the spot of blood shows like the ribbon of the Legion of Honor on_ FLAMBEAU'S _s.h.i.+rt._]
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