Richelieu: . Like you, a trickster and a thief. — DE MAUPRAT {advancing threateningly). Lord Cardinal!Unsay those words ! — [HUGUET deliberately raises the carbine. 50 Richelieu RICHELIEU {waving his Iiamf) Not quite so quick, friend Huguet;Messire de Mauprat is a patient man, And he can wait! — You have outrun your fortune ; —I blame you not, that you would be a beggar —Each to his taste! —- But I do charge you, Sir,That, being beggared, you would coin false moneysOut of that crucible, called DEBT. — To liveOn means not yours— be brave in silks and laces,Gallant in steeds — splendid in banque
Richelieu: . Like you, a trickster and a thief. — DE MAUPRAT {advancing threateningly). Lord Cardinal!Unsay those words ! — [HUGUET deliberately raises the carbine. 50 Richelieu RICHELIEU {waving his Iiamf) Not quite so quick, friend Huguet;Messire de Mauprat is a patient man, And he can wait! — You have outrun your fortune ; —I blame you not, that you would be a beggar —Each to his taste! —- But I do charge you, Sir,That, being beggared, you would coin false moneysOut of that crucible, called DEBT. — To liveOn means not yours— be brave in silks and laces,Gallant in steeds — splendid in banquets ; — allNot yours — ungiven — uninherited — unpaid for; —-This is to be a trickster; and to filchMens art and labour, which to them is wealth,Life, daily bread, — quitting allscores with — Friend,You re troublesome ! —Why this, forgive me,Is what — when done with less dainty grace —Plain folks call Theft ! — You owe eight thousand pistolesMinus one crown, two liards !. or, The Conspiracy. 51 - v de mauprat {aside). The old conjurer! —Sdeath, he 11 inform me next how many cupsI drank at dinner! — is scandalous, Shaming your birth and blood. I tell you, Sir, That you must pay your debts. — DE MAUPRAT. With all my heart,My Lord. — Where shall I borrow, then, the money? RICHELIEU {aside and laughing). A humorous dare-devil! —The very manTo suit my purpose — ready, frank, and bold ! [Rising and de Mauprat, men have called me cruel; —I am not;—I am just ! — I found France rent asun-der,—The rich men despots, and the poor banditti; —Sloth in the mart, and schism within the temple;Brawls festering to Rebellion ; and weak LawsRotting away with rust in antique sheaths. —I have re-created France; and, from the ashesOf the old feudal and decrepit carcase,Civilisation on her luminous wingsSoars, phcenix-like, to Jove ! — What was my art? 52 Richelieu Genius, some say, — some, Fortune, — W
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