The Dramas of Victor Hugo: Mary Tudor, Marion de Lorme, Esmeralda - LightNovelsOnl.com
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MARION.
But--
SAVERNY.
You are divine!
But I'll not stir one foot before I know Who this gay shepherd is, who's routed us!
MARION.
There's no one!
SAVERNY.
I will be discreet. We courtiers, Whom people think so mad, so curious And spiteful, are maligned. We gossip, but We never talk! You're silent?
[_Sits down._] Then I'll stay!
MARION.
What does it matter? Well, it's true! I love!
I'm waiting for him!
SAVERNY.
That's the way to talk!
That's right! Where is it you expect him?
MARION.
Here!
SAVERNY.
When?
MARION.
Now! [_She goes to the balcony and listens._ Hark! that is he perhaps.
[_Coming back._] 'Tis not.
Now are you satisfied?
SAVERNY.
Not quite!
MARION.
Please go!
SAVERNY.
I want to know his name, this proud gallant, For whose reception I am thus dismissed.
MARION.
Didier is all the name I know for him.
Marie is all the name he knows for me.
SAVERNY (_laughing_).
Is't true?
MARION.
Yes, true!
SAVERNY.
This is a pastoral, And no mistake. 'Tis Racan, pure! To enter, I have no doubt he scales the wall.
MARION.
Perhaps.
Please go! [_Aside._] He wearies me to death!
SAVERNY (_becoming serious_).
Of course He's n.o.ble.
MARION.
I don't know.
SAVERNY.
What?
[_To Marion, who is gently pus.h.i.+ng him toward the door._
I am going! [_Coming back._ Just one word more! I had forgotten. Look!
[_He draws a book out of his pocket and gives it to Marion._
An author who is not a fool, did this.
It's making a great stir.
MARION (_reading the t.i.tle_).
"Love's Garland"--ah!
