Guard.
None but his.

2d Guard.
If I were he I wouldn't make such a glittering show of
myself in that Milan carriage--all gold and silver and
tortoise shell, and an angel at every corner--while there
are so many hearts breaking in sound of it.

1st Guard.
Ph! He knows nothing of the breaking hearts! Miramon
sees to that.

2d Guard.
He'll have to know soon, or Juarez will tell him in
the capital.

1st Guard.
Not a word! On your life! (Shouts without) Here they
are! By Jesu! The fools have taken the mules from the
carriage and draw it themselves! Now I wonder how much a
head Miramon pays for that!

(Enter rabble of shouting citizens drawing carriage in
which sit the Emperor and Empress. They are followed by a
brilliant party of ladies and gentlemen. General and Madam
Miramon, Princess de Varela, Prince and Princess Zichy,
Prince and Princess Salm-Salm, Lopez, Count Charles,
Marquez, Archbishop Labastida, Estrada, Berzabal, and
others)

Max. (To citizens)
My friends, though I protest against this honor,
I thank you from my heart for such kind proof
Of your affection. (Alights)

Voices. Long live Maximilian!

One of the rabble, awkward and ignorant.
Long live the President of the Empire!

Max. (Smiling) I've no objection to that title, friend, but I
fear it would be criticised in Europe.

(Crowd passes out shouting and dragging carriage)

Max. (To Carlotta, as he looks at theatre) A
noble building! Fair and magnificent!

Car. How yonder gardens gleam beneath the lights
Like some soft dream of worlds we do not know!

Max. And all is yours, my sweet,--all planned by you!
O love, you shall be mistress of a land
The fairest ever smiled up to the sun!
What say you, Charles? Does not this hour repay
Even the sacrifice of Miramar?

Car. (Smiling) Nay, he longs still for the old nooks and books.

Char. Let me admit it. This mistress Pleasure, sir,
Though she is fair is not so wondrous fair
As goddess Knowledge. Beautiful as bride
To her lord's eye is she to worshippers,
Who seek and woo her t