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request that you would say something in explanation of this strange embarrassment, and of your appearance here at this unusual hour.
Dr. D. Monseigneur—the fact is—the Duchess —as Mile. Duval will inform your Royal Highness—[Aside to her.] Bear me out—we can't be Torse off for a lie or two.
Duke. Well, sir—the Duchess?
Dr. D. Her Royal Highness, I regret to say, was rather indisposed last night, and I was anxious to hear from Mile. Duval the earliest report this morning.
Duke. Indisposed! I must see her instantly.
Dr. D. [aside.] Ah, the devil! [Aloud.] No, no, monseigneur, do . not alarm yourself— Her Royal Highness is much better, and has just j fallen into the most tranquil sleep. If I might advise— [A bell rings, R.
Mile. D. [aside.] The Duchess' bell! She is safe, then! [Exit R.
Duke. Why, that's her bell! She is awake, you hear!
Dr. D. [aside.] Returned! is it possible!
Dr. D. Pardon me, monseigneur—condescend to wait one minute—till Mile. Duval has prepared Her Royal Highness for your sudden arrival. Duke. Then she did not know you had sent f Dr. D. No—a private messenger of my own— there was no occasion to—it was scarcely necessary—indeed—I may say—in point of fact— [Aside.] I have not the slightest notion of what 1 am saying.
Duke, [aside.] There is some mystery here. If the Duchess was ill, how came he at the masquerade last night? [Aloud.] It is singular enough that I should have suddenly determined on ft visit to Paris at such a moment. I have traveled all night to give the Duchess an agreeable surprise.
Dr. D. [bowing.] Your Royal Highness is a pattern for all married men.
Duke. Ahem—and you, Doctor, for all household physicians, for you appear to have been up all night, also—you look pale and harassed.
Dr. D. How could I sleep while Her Royal Highness was sutt'ering?
Duke, [aside] The old hypocrite! [Aloud.] And through the music and noise of the masquerade!
Dr. D. [aside.] The masquerade! [Aloud.] The masquerade? Oh, yes—true—there was a masquerade last night—in the theatre—I did hear occasionally—in my apartments—they adjoin.
Duke. I thought you might—in your apartments. [Aside.] I shall dismiss this fellow.
Dr. D. [aside.] I wish he had not mentioned the masquerade.
Enter Mlle. Doval, R.
Mile. D. Her Royal Highness is anxious to see monseigneur.
Duke. I come. Doctor, you must really take more care of yourself—you are too assiduous—too much devoted to your art and to your patients; many such nights as the last would destroy you! [Exeunt Duke and Mlle. Duvalj R.
Dr. D. He never spoke a truer word in his life! Many such nights! another such would be the death of me!
Re-enter Mlle. Duval, R. Well, well, she was really there, then? Tell me, quick—what has happened?
Mile. D. I cannot stop—take this order and get the young man discharged whom they have arrested. It is Her Royal Highness' wish that he should be set at liberty immediately and treated with the greatest kindness.
Dr. D. Bless me! but did you tell the Duchess I said she had been ill f
Mlle. D. Yes, yes; she will bear you out. Go and do as I tell you—I must search for a trinket she has lost—perhaps on the private staircase.
[Exit by small door, L. u. E.
Dr. D. Set the young man at liberty and treat him with the greatest kindness! With all my heart; but if I had not the highest opinion of the Duchess, I confess such an order, under such circumstances—ah, there goes the prisoner. [pierre is seen passing along the gallery, guarded.] Stop, stop! [To Guards, without noticing Pierre.] Here's an order for you to return—I will answer for that young gentleman's appearance if necessary. [Exeunt Guards.] Sir, [to Pierre, and bowing very low as he advances] I have the honor to convey to you the commands of—[recognizing him] Pierre Palliot!
Pie. Why, didn't you know me, uncle?
Dr. D. Pierre Palliot! Is it possible? There must be some mistake—this cannot be the person—
Pie. Then vou did not order mo to be arrested? Dr. D. I? no.
Pie. And you will let me go, then?
Dr. D. Yes—that is, no—if—reside.] Bless me, it's very awkward—if he should be the man—I must not compromise the Duchess. [Aloud.] Do you know why you were arrested?
Pie. For carrying a lady from the Opera House in a pink domino.
Dr. D. But you didn't—
Pie. Yes, I did, but—
Dr. D. You did? Hush! hold your tongue— don't acknowledge it for the world! There's no dungeon too deep for you, if it were known.
Pie. Why, it was at her own request!
Dr. D. At her own request—impossible! [Aside.] And yet, when I reflect—her singular determination to go to the ball—her order now to treat him with the greatest kindness—and, aye, to be sure, this handkerchief, which she threw from her carriage.
Pie. [seeing it.] Ha, that's mine—give it me back.
Dr. D. Not for the world. Rash young man— if found on you, it would be your destruction.
[Putting it hastily into his pocket again. Pie. It would f
Dr. D. Yes, yes—but you must not stay here; you may be seen—interrogated. Come with meyou shall remain concealed in my apartments for j the present—anything you require shall be proI vided for you.
Pie. My dear uncle, all this anxiety on my account! You have repented, then, your ill-usage of me. Let me embrace vou.
Dr. D. There, there, 'that'll do. There's no time to be lost—come quickly, before the Duke— ha, he's here!
Enter Duke, R. Duke, [seeing Pierre.] Hey-day! my friend from the Rue do L'Echelle here, and with the Doctor!
Dr. D. [aside to Pierre.] Steal off—steai off.
Pie. [aside.] It's no use—he has seen me.
Duke. [aside.] I must give him a hint not to know me. [Aloud.] Who is that young man, Doctor?
Dr. D. This young man, monseigneur—
aside to Pierre.] We have never met before,
Dr. D. He does nothing here, monseigneur—he only—just—
Pie. I only just came to see my uncle, monseigneur.
Duke. Your uncle!
Dr. D. [aside.] Confound him! What did he say that for?
Duke. Who is your uncle?
Pie. Dr. Druggendraft—my mother's brother— my mother married Michel Palliot—now blacksmith and farrier at Beauvais.
Dr.D. [aside.] Blisters on his tongue! [Aloud.] I beg your Royal Highness to believe it was entirely without my consent that she formed so degrading an alliance.
Duke. The Doctor your uncle? [Aside.] Why, then, the woman's story was true, perhaps, and I may still trace her. [Aloud.] Have you any other nephew, Doctor?
Dr. D. Not that I know of, monseigneur.
Pie. No; I am an only son.
Duke. Aye, but you have a niece, perhaps?
Pie. No, I have no sister.
Duke. No, but you may have a cousin by some other sister or brother of the Doctor, or of your father?
Pie. No, I have no cousin.
Duke. Indeed! [Aside.] So, so, the young rogue, then, has actually been cutting out his uncle! a capital joke! [Aloud.] Well, Doctor, as your only nephew this young man is entitled to your protection, and out "of regard for you I shall accord him mine.
Pie.' Oh, monseigneur! [Aside.] If he should ever find out!
Dr.D. [aside.] He, too, and of all men! [Aloud.] Oh, monseigneur! [Aside.] If he had the slightest suspicion!
Duke. It is my pleasure that he shall remain in the Palace—we will see what can be done for him.
Pie. [aside.] Here's a piece of luck!
Dr. I). [aside.] Poor Duke! Poor innocent man! It's quite shocking to think of it!
Duke. [aside to Pierre.] You know, of course, where to find your fair friend again?
Pie. No—do you?
Duke. Not I. She played me a rare trick—went off in the coach you fetched for me! Ha, ha, ha! I had to walk through the wetl Ha, ha, ha!
Pie. No, had you, though? Ha, ha, ha! [Aside.] He doesn't suspect—it's all right—my fortune's made! [Aloud.] Ha, ha! Capital!
Duke. The cunning baggage—locked me in one room whilst I locked you in the other! Ha, ha!
[Both laugh together.
Dr. D. [aside and observing them.] Laughing; both laughing, ready to kill themselves! I'm paralyzed—are they mad, or am I?
Duke. [to Pierre.] Harkye! Is the Doctor very fond of her?
Pie. The Doctor?
Duke. Aye, your uncle; you know she is his mistress.
Pie. His mistress! Oh, yes, I know she is his mistress.
Duke. Ha, ha! Does he suspect that he has a rival in youf
Pie. Hasn't the least idea, I should say.
Duke. Ha, ha, ha! Poor Doctor! and to think this fellow, with his simple air— Ha, ha! I see now the reason of his fright when I told him who I was. He thought I should tell his uncle. Ha, ha, ha! Gad, I've a great mind to do so, too— 'twould be a glorious bit of mischief—for whilst the two dogs were quarreling, the third might run off with the bone. Ha, ha, ha! [Aloud.] Go, my young friend, to your uncle's apartments, and order some breakfast for yourself. I have a word to say to the Doctor. Rely on my protection.
Pie. Yes, monseigneur. [Aside?] My uncle's mistress! Who can he take her to be? Perhaps it wasn't the Duchess, after all! Ha! [Sees a corner of the handkerchief, which the Doctor has hurriedly replaced, hanging out of his pocket.] I will have my handkerchief, though, come what may of it. [ Whisks it, unfelt by Doctor, out of his pocket, and exit.
Dr. D. [aside.] To think of, harboring that viper in his bosom—and to make me an accessory.
Duke. [aside.] Yes, yes, there's no resisting it. I must give the Doctor a hint—in all confidence— that will set them both by the ears! It is the only way to recover my lost Daphne. [Aloud.] Doctor! Come hither, Doctor! My dear Doctor—do you know, if I were in your situation, I should feel rather uneasy.
Dr. D. [aside.] He little dreams of his own. [Aloud.] May I ask your Royal Highness on what account?
Duke. You think yourself, probably, very secure in the affections* of a certain lady.
Dr. D. A certain lady! [Aside.] Mercy on me! has he noticed my attentions to Mile. Duval? [Aloud.] Monseigneur, you surprise me—what lady?
Duke. Oh, you act surprise remarkably well, Doctor; and I admit, that at your age, and with your grave demeanor, persons would scarcely suspect that you were the slave of a pair of large dark eyes.
Dr.D. Large dark eyes! [Aside.] He does mean Mile. Duval.
Duke. But I am aware of your passion, Doctor, and admit the lady's fascinations are a sufficient excuse for it.
Dr. D. Monseigneur; I will not deny, as your Royal Highness has condescended to mention the subject, that I do greatly admire the lady in question, and that I have reason to believe she is not displeased with my attentions.
Duke. Nor at those of others—
Dr. D. Of others! Monseigneur, I have never remarked—I have never observed—
Duke. Oh, my dear Doctor! Let me tell you, as a man of the world—
When matters take this sort of turn,
Is always the last one to learn—
And wonders their eyes are so dim,
Like a thunder clap bursts upon him!
Dr. D. [aside.] That's excellent for him at the present moment. [Aloud.] Monseigneur, I can
not doubt the general truth of your Royal High- have been, as I thought, amusing myself with a
ncss' remark, but I am convinced that, in this ridiculous adventure, has the Duchess— Confu
particular instance— sion! [Aloud.] Harkye, Doctor, dost know where
Duke. My good sir. But mind—this is in per- this locket was found?
feet confidence, and only to put you on your Dr. D. Found! [Aside.] Oh, murder! Should
guard. Your nephew, Monsieur Pierre Palliot, is it be the trinket that—
a young man, too young a man to trust near a Duke. Dost know where? In the street—on
pretty woman, when—
Dr. D. My nephew! my nephew! Good gracious, monseigneur; you don't mean to say— . [Aside.] And he puts him in my apartments himself.
Duke. I mean to say that he has contrived to find favor in the sight of your fair enchantress.
Dr. D. [aside.] The villain—the licentious villain!
Duke. She visits him, man, at his lodgings in the Rue de L'Echelle—sups with him there!
Dr. D. Pardon me, monseigneur; but that is impossible. She could not return to the Palace without being observed.
the very threshold of the private entrance to the
Dr. D. [aside.] I've made a dreadful blunder!
[aside. ] I wish I was in Krim Tartary! You have asserted that the Duchess showed this locket to you yesterday. Has it been out of her possession f
Dr. D. I should say, decidedly. [Aside.] As it is now in his own. Duke. Or was the Duchess absent from the
Duke, [aside.] To the Palace! Oh, oh! It is. Palace last night, and the story of her indisposisome lady of rank, then, as the young rascal as- tion trumped up to deceive mc t Speak! no hesiserted; and the locket which I found as I entered tation!
the private door must belong to her! Aye, now Dr. D. Monseigneur, as I hope to live, I did I have a clue; but I must not appear ignorant of j not leave her Royal Highness till past twelve who she really is. [Aloud.] My good sir, you, o'clock; and you yoursell heard her ring her bell seem to forget— But no matter; so let us change this morning.
the conversation. [At this moment the small door, Duke. That proves nothing; she might have L., opens, and Mlle. Duval enters, but stops gone out after you had left her, and whilst you
short on perceiving the Duke with the Doctor.]
Mile. D. [aside.] In his hands' done?
Dr. D. [innocently.] It is a most elegant ornament, monseigneur. The Duchess did me the honor to show it me yesterday.
Duke. The Duchess! Show you this?
Mile. D. Unfortunate— [Strives to attract his attention, by making signs to him with her handkerchief.
Dr. D. [not perceiving her.] Yes, monseigneur; and the portrait contained in it, which I have no doubt your Royal Highness thinks very striking.
In my humble opinion it is the best that has been way to revenge myself on that young villain! taken of the Duchess, and the ingenious manner, [Aloud.] If your Royal Highness insists— in which it is displayed by pressing the little ruby Duke. Ah! then you do know something? on the rim. [The Duke presses it and the locket Speak! is there some intrigue on foot? Some opens.] Very like—perfectly speaking. favored lover?
[Looking over Duke's shoulder. Dr. D. Oh, no, monseigneur; not an intrigue— Mile. D. [aside.] We are lost! no favored lover—no derogation on the part of
Duke, [furiously.] Dr. Druggendraft! [As the \ Her Royal Highness—merely a—a— Duke turns suddenly Mlle. Duval glides behind: Duke. Merely a what, sir? Speak! speak! a pedestal, dropping her handkerchief. Dr. D. Merely a young coxcomb, who—
Dr. D. Monseigneur! Duke. Ah!
Duke. Will you repeat to me that this locketj Dr. D. Who, presuming on an accident of the
belonged to the Duchf
Dr. D. Till sho presented it to your Royal Highness this morning.
Duke. Tis false!
Dr. D. Monseigneur!
Duke. I say, thou liest!
Dr. D. If your Royal Highness says so, of course I do; but the supposition was natural, as the Duchess told me she meant it for a present, and of course I imagined it must be for mouscigneur.
Duke, [aside.] Fiends and furies! Whilst I >*******************
were amusmg yourself at the masquerade, Doctor! MUe. D. [aside.] Ha!
Dr. D. [aside.] At the masquerade! [Aloud.] and showing it I Oh, monseigneur!
Duke. You were recognized, sir—it is useless to What's to be deny it—in company with two females! Was I that a respectable exhibition for the physician to the Duchess de Chartres? And if my'wife was indisposed, how dared you neglect your duty? Dr. D. Monseigneur, on my knees! Duke. Stand up, sir, and hear me. I will look over this conduct on one condition only: that you reveal to me without reservation any suspicions that you may entertain respecting the Duchess.
Dr. D. [aside.] Then he does not suspect even now! What shall I say? Ah! it will be a good
most trivial description, imagines himself distinguished by Her Royal Highness. * Duke. You know him? } Dr. D. I think I could find out. J Duke. He shall to the Bastile, whoever he is! J Dr. D. [aside.] Excellent—the very thing! J [Aloud.] If your Royal Highness will give me the ♦ order, I pledge myself it shall be executed faith- ♦ fully. j Duke. You shall have it instantly. And this ♦ locket? You know not how it was lost—nor if ♦ the Duchess left the Palace last night? J
Dr. D. I am profoundly ignorant of all that passed after I parted with Her Royal Highness. [Aside.] That's the fact!
Duke. Enough! If I detect you in a falsehood, tremble! I go for the "lettre de cachet," and hold you responsible for the discovery and incarceration of the offender. Take notice! To the Bastile—either he or thou!
DUO.—Duke.—(' Les HUettea de St Cloud.")
[Exit Duke. Mlle. Duval, who has been
drive to the Bastile with him, by the Duke's order, as fast as possible. The "lettre de cachet" shall be sent after him—we needn't wait for that.
Pie. Oh, my dear uncle, if I can ever return the obligation!
Dr. D. Don't mention it—follow that person directly.
Pie. I must embrace you—
Dr. D. No, no, there's not an instant to be lost! Go, go! [Trying to push him out.
Enter Duchess and Mlle. Duval, R.
Duch. "Go, go'" Where is he going to?
Pie. [l. c.] The Duchess! [Aside.] It was the
Duch. I asked you, Doctor, whither you were sending that young gentleman?
Dr. D. [aside to her.] Madame, I assure you it was much against my will, but His Royal
» seen it! [Picks it up and thrusts it into his
♦ bosom hastily.
tj Enter Pierre, C.
t Pie. Ah, my dear uncle, I could wait no longer
I —I am dying to express to you my gratitude, my
I delight. I have been so served—so feasted—
♦ such attention—such a breakfast—
I was just coming to you. Go and get a coach.
Dr. D. Yes, a hackney coach, directly.
Dr. D. You must leave the Palace as soon as possible.
Pie. Leave the Palace—why, I thought— Dr. D. No words, vou are a ruined man! ; Pie. Ruined r i Dr. D. You or I, one or the other—the Duke I has said so.
t Pie. Ah, really! Is there a choice? Oh, then, X my dear uncle, as you never did anything before
♦ for me, here's the time to show your affection!
♦ Now here is really an opportunity—
♦ Dr. D. Silence—I am about to send you where
♦ you will be taken care of, and where it will take
♦ some little trouble to get at you!
♦ Pie. Indeed! Well, that is kind of you, too,
♦ and if you can't do anything more—
♦ Dr. D. Silence! Here, Antoine! [Toa Servant
♦ passing.] Take this young man— [Aside to SerX Vant.] Tell Duroc to put him in a coach and
[Taking her hand.] Madame, [to the Duchess] your Royal Highness' most devoted servant! Uncle, ahem!
Doctor, and leaving her handkerchief unnoticed Highness has peremptorily ordered me— where it fell. Duch. Silence, sir. [Aside to Mlle. Duval.] We
Dr. D. No, no, your fate is sealed, Master were just in time, it seems. [Aloud to Pierre.] Pierre Palliot. I warned you what would happen; ' Are you not Monsieur Pierre Palliot, the nephew and after the story the Duke has told me about j of Doctor Druggendraft?
you and Mlle. Duval! whether true or not, it will; Pie. Yes, madame, and who had the honor lie the safest plan for all parties—it's a master- to—
stroke of policy—I shall be revenged upon my j Duch. I am aware of the service you have rennephew without committing the Duchess; and dered to one for whom I have a great regard, and as to her injunctions about him, she is too much I you shall not go unrewarded. Mile. Duval, conin my power to resent such a breach of them. duct your young friend into the Crimson Saloon. Besides, it is the Duke's doing, not mine, and she' and return as I directed you. will not venture to tax him on the subject. And j Dr. D. and Pie. [aside.] Her young friend! I have here also, in my pocket, a little piece of • Mile. D. [to Pierre.] Will you follow me, sir? evidence— [Puts his hand into his pocket and . Pie. With the greatest pleasure, mademoiselle. misses his handkerchief.] Eh, why, where—what1 [Aside.] Her young friend! I'm that lovely creadid I do with the handkerchief? I certainly putjture's young friend, and didn't know it! And it in my pocket—I must have—ha! [Seeing Mlle. jmy uncle to say I was ruined! Pooh, pooh! Duval's.] Thereitis! My stars, if the Duke had! Ruined! [Aloud.] Mademoiselle, permit me—
Vn beau jour en promenant. l
At court to make my way. sir!
And go back to Bcauvaia. sir!
[Exit with Mlle. Duval, R. C.
Dr. D. [aside.] Impertinent puppy! Before my face! Her young friend, too! Then the Duke was right, and the Duchess knows it; and actually sanctions—I'm bewildered!
Duch. [l.] What is the matter, Doctor? you look agitated.
Dr. D. Agitated! No wonder, madame! And you will be agitated, too, when I tell you that the Duke has found a locket, which—
Duch. I know it.
Dr. D. You know it? [Aside.] She says she knows it as coolly as if—[Aloud.] Madame, do you know also that the Duke is in the most fearful state of exasperation—that he suspects—that he has interrogated me—and that from one moment to the other, I stand in danger of falling a sacrifice to my devotion to your Royal Highness i
Duch. I am aware, Doctor, of the exact point to which your devotion is capable of extending. and that it has been drawn out to the utmest
limits on the present occasion, by the uncertainty which you are in as to which course will most affect your own interest. I grant that your position is an awkward one, and as I am conscious that I have been partly the cause of placing you in it, I am willing to overlook your conduct respecting your nephew and myself, on condition that you give him ten thousand livres towards settling him in Paris, as he desires.
Dr. D. Ten thousand livres! I give him— [Aloud.] Madame, are you aware that the Duke knows I was at the masquerade with two ladies, and that he may compel me to inform him who was the one in the pink domino?
Duch. You are at liberty to do so, Doctor.
Dr. D. I am at liberty— [Aside.] I'm paralyzed!
Duch. I intend telling him myself—but as you appear to insinuate a threat, let me caution you, in return, not to hesitate an instant as to the ten thousand livres, or you may find that the Duchess de Chartres can procure "lettres de cachets" as well as the Duke. Apropos, I have one in my pocket, which—
Dr. D. Madame, I—
Duch. I am sure you will see the propriety of acting as I advise you. Here comes the Duke. Will you tell him of the pink domino, or shall I?
Dr. D. I am too happy to leave the matter entirely in the hands of your Royal Highness.
.Enter Duke, with " lettre de cachet," R. c.
Duke. Here is the order. [Aside.] Ha, the Duchess! [To Doctor, who is going.] Stay where you are.
Duch. My dear Philip, I wondered what had become of you!
Duke. Madame, I was at this moment on the point of seeking you.
Duch. I began to fear that your hasty journey from Compeigne had fatigued you more than you were willing to admit, and that you might perhaps pay too dearly for an act of gallantry towards me, of which, I assure you, I am deeply sensible.
Duke. [aside.] The traitress! and at the same time—[Aloud.] Madame, it is with much regret that I am compelled to doubt the sincerity of that acknowledgment!
Duch. Oh, surely you would not do me so much injustice! what, not appreciate such a proof of your affection as riding all night—for you must have done so, mustn't you, to reach Paris by five or six in the morning from Compeigne f Apropos of Compeigne—does the King intend visiting the camp shortlyt
Duke. [aside.] Her coolness petrifies me! [Aloud.] I know not whether this indifference is! real or affected, but there is a circumstance to which I must call your serious attention; and which, as it affects the honor of my name and j your own reputation, I must insist upon having a i'ull and satisfactory explanation of!
Duch. Oh, lud! I vow you quite frighten me! What is it, in the name of all that's terrible?
Duke. Madame, cease this ill-becoming levity. Behold this locket, madame! [Producing it.] The sight of it should turn you into stone!
Duch. Well, that is the rudest thirig I ever heard in my life, considering that it contains my own portrait! Do you mean to say I am a down
right Gorgon—a Medusa? Oh, fie, monseigueur! Is this the gallant Duke de Chartres?
Duke. Impudence unparalleled! You recognize it—you acknowledge your acquaintance with it, and do not sink to the earth at beholding it in my hands!
Duch. Sink to the earth? Why, my dear Duke, what should have such an extraordinary efl'ect upon me—unless, indeed—oh, good gracious! you don't mean to say she gave it to vou?
Dr. D. [aside.] She?
Duch. You wouldn't surely display to me a proof of her shame and your perfidy! Oh, no, no, monseigneur, I will not wrong either Mile. Duval or yourself bv the thought for one moment!
Dr. D. Mile. Duval!
Duke. Mile. Duval! What folly is this? Madame, I found this locket, which contains your portrait, and which was yesterday your property—I found it this morning in the street, at the threshold of the private entrance to the Palace, of which only you and I have a key. Duch. Bless me! Did "you, indeed? Duke. I did, madame, and I demand to know by what possible accident it could be there? Duch. Nay, you must ask Mile. Duval— Duke and Dr. D. Mile. Duval again! [In this and all the subsequent echoes the Doctor's is always aside.
Duch. Certainly; for either she dropped it there herself, or somebody must have stolon it from her; at any rate it was lucky you found it, for I am sure the loss of her locket would have greatly distressed her.
Duke and Dr. D. Of her locket?
Duch. Yes, her locket, my gift—which she received with so much delight and gratitude only last evening.
Duke. Your gift—last evening—to Mile. Duval?
Duch. What's the matter with the man? Is there anything so very extraordinary in my having made her such a present? are not such things done every day? Didn't you give a snuff-box with your portrait in it to your Secretary; and didn't the King—and your father tho Duke of Orleans—
Duke. Madame—madame! of course, I know— [Aside.] Confusion! have I made a fool of myself by my suspicious, or is this some subterfuge? [Aloud.] Where is Mile. Duval? Duch. In the Crimson Saloon. I must see her instantly. I fear you will interrupt a tender inter
and Dr. D. A tender interview? There is a young gentleman—a nephew of Dr. Druggendraft—who has been deeply smitten by her.
Dr. D. [aside.] The serpent—tho cockatrice! Duke. The youug man who was here just now? Duch. No doubt—he was here just now—do you know him?
Duke. Know him? I—I saw him here! [Aside.] The devil's in the fellow! is this another, or—
Duch. Ah, now I remember—he told me you had seen him and promised him your protection! How very kind of you, wasn't it, Doctor?
Dr. D. Too kind! a great deal too kind!
Duke. [aside.] What does all this mean? [Aloud to Doctor.] Now, before the Duchess—