Part 91 (1/2)

Didier, I swear by every hope divine It was to save you, tear you from this place; To melt the executioner--to save you-- Don't you hear?

DIDIER (_folding his arms_)

I thank you! To descend As low as that! To have no shame, no soul!

Oh,the court with a great cry of rage_

Who is this trader in disgrace and vice, Who puts a price like that upon e, the

[_He is about to break the portrait in his hands, but he stops, and beside hientlee!

What s your vile scales to this side or that Be made of woman's honor or man's life?

[_To Marion_] Go to your lover!

MARION

Do not treat me thus!

Another word of scorn and I fall dead Here at your feet If ever love was true And strong and pure, mine was If any man Was ever worshi+ped by a woman, you Have been by ht, For sorrow, have been born a woht have been as infaiven my breast To any passer-by, as place for rest

But if there came to me, in his frank way, An honest man, filled with the love of truth, If I had h To keep its vain illusions all these years, Oh, sooner than not tell that honest man ”I'm this,” sooner than charm and dazzle him, Sooner than fail to warn him that my eyes So candid and my lips so pure were lies, Sooner than be perfidious and base like that, I'd want to dig rave with my own hands

MARION

O God!

DIDIER

How you would laugh if you could see The picture that my heart painted of you!

Hoise you were to shatter it, madame!

There you were chaste and beautiful and pure!

What injury has this poor man done you, Who loved you on his bended knees?

[_Presenting portrait to her_

Perhaps This is a fitting tie of love ardent and true

MARION (_turning aith a cry_)

Oh, shame!

DIDIER