MISS HELEN FAUCIT.
THE WIDOW MELNOTTE, mother to Claude MRS. GRIFFITH.
JANET, the innkeeper's daughter MRS. EAST.
MARIAN, maid to Pauline MISS GARRICK.
Scene--Lyons and the neighborhood.
Time--1795-1798
First performed on Thursday, the 15th of February, 1838, at Covent
Garden Theatre.
THE LADY OF LYONS;
or,
LOVE AND PRIDE.
ACT I.--SCENE I.
A room in the house of M. DESCHAPPELLES, at Lyons. PAULINE reclining
on a sofa; MARIAN, her maid, fanning her--Flowers and notes on a table
beside the sofa--MADAME DESCHAPPELLES seated--The gardens are seen from
the open window.
Mme. Deschap. Marian, put that rose a little more to the left.--[MARIAN
alters the position of a rose in PAULINE's hair.]--Ah, so!--that
improves the hair,--the tournure, the j'e ne sais quoi!--You are
certainly very handsome, child!--quite my style;--I don't wonder that
you make such a sensation!--Old, young, rich, and poor, do homage to the
Beauty of Lyons!--Ah, we live again in our children,--especially when
they have our eyes and complexion!
Pauline [languidly]. Dear mother, you spoil your Pauline!--[Aside.] I
wish I knew who sent me these flowers!
Mme. Deschap. No, child!--If I praise you, it is only to inspire you
with a proper ambition.--You are born to make a great marriage.--Beauty
is valuable or worthless according as you invest the property to the
best advantage. Marian, go and order the carriage! [Exit MARIAN.
Pauline. Who can it be that sends me, every day, these beautiful
flowers?--how sweet they are!
Enter Servant.
Servant. Monsieur Beauseant, Madam.
Mme. Deschap. Let him enter. Pauline, this is another offer!--I know
it is!--Your father should engage an additional clerk to keep the
account-book of your conquests.
Enter BEAUSEANT.
Beau. Ah, ladies how fortunate I am to find you at home!--[Aside.] How
lovely she looks!--It is a great sacrifice I make in marrying into a
family in trade!--they will be eternally grateful!--[Aloud.] Madam, you
will permit me a word with your charming daughter.--[Approaches PAULINE,
who rises disdainfully.]--Mademoiselle, I have ventured to wait upon
you, in a hope that you must long since have divined. Last night, when
you outshone all the beauty of Lyons, you completed your conquest
over me! You know that my fortune is not exceeded by any estate in
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