NANETTE.

What know you of a woman's tongue?


POTIN.

Enough to damn me, if knowledge were a crime.


NANETTE.

[_To_ GOUROC.]

Come, Citizen, there's no use waiting. President Kauvar don't do
business at home; you've no rights here.


GOUROC.

[_Rising sternly_.]

The patriot has unlimited rights, woman. He may dare all--violate all,
in his zeal for the Republic.


NANETTE.