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Warder
The man in the iron mask.
Narrator
A warder in the grim dungeons of the Bastille walks heavily along the worn stone passages to the cell where Marguerite Frederick is imprisoned. He hears her talking to herself, but actually she is breathing a prayer that her Edmund will sense that she is in danger. That she is perhaps in this very cell in the Bastille, looking out through a small aperture towards a starry sky and towards one special star which they declared in happier moments, belong to them. Her thoughts are rudely interrupted when the warder tells her that this is her last night on earth. He gasps as he holds the lantern high and sees the beauty of her young face.
Warder
A thousand pities. One so young. Yes, Mamzel. My daughter was just such a one as you. And then the plague claimed her.
Marguerite Frederick
The plague?
Warder
Yes. Even her voice. There is something of her in your voice. This makes my task very hard. Very hard indeed.
Marguerite Frederick
But I don't understand. Warder. Did you say that I am to die?
Warder
These were my orders from up above. There are soldiers waiting up there and somebody whose name I dare not mention. What have you done that you're in such a state?
Marguerite Frederick
What have I done? Water. I wish I could tell you. I just don't understand. All my life I've lived on a farm. A quiet, peaceful farm with a hard working father. They've never harmed anybody. Rather have we been kind. Helped people when they needed help. Done all we could for the poor. Suddenly a troop of horsemen comes. They arrest me in the name of the King and I am put here in this dark hole. What have I done, Warder? Why has all this happened?
Warder
Why ask the likes of me? I was a gentleman once. But now I am but a servant of the Bastille. I do my duty with others. I bring the prisoners down to these cells and then I take them away. Some just remain until they die. As the woman that lies in the next cell to yours.
Marguerite Frederick
In the next cell?
Warder
Yes. She stole a suit of clothes. They put her in here. Theft is regarded In a serious way. In this city. While she's been here, she's seen no one. Then there was a letter. I think it was from her husband. He has found someone else. I noticed. I walked along. There was no more sobbing. I raised my hand. She lies there very still. I know she is dead. Dead with a broken heart.
Marguerite Frederick
Oh, Water. What tragedy there is in this terrible place. And now me. If only I knew. If only I knew what this is all about.
Warder
There, there, there. Cry, little one. You have a brave face. My daughter was brave too. When they told us it was a plague, there was no fear, just a pain, patient resignation. At least I can say I was proud of her.
Marguerite Frederick
No, warder, I'm not afraid. At least I can tell you that I'm not afraid for myself. But there are others. My Edmund.
Warder
Edmund.
Marguerite Frederick
Edmund Marchiali. The man I love more than life itself. I'm afraid for him. In his grief, prayed for my darling father, who now is getting the little helpless who needs me around the house. And they don't know where I am or what I've done. Perhaps they might even think that I've deserted them order. When they take me for whatever it is that I've done. Could you send them a message? Perhaps a message from one who loved them both dear?
Warder
It would be more than my life is worth. Dear little lady, I wish I could help you. Because of this amazing likeness. You could be my own daughter. But come, they're waiting up there. We must go at once.
Marguerite Frederick
Yes. Water.
Warder
You're not afraid?
Marguerite Frederick
No. I feel that whatever comes when I pass from this world, Edmund will know. Wherever he is, whatever he's doing at this moment, he. You know deep down in his heart. That is how we love each other.
Warder
The fairy story again? More talk, little lady. And I believe that you are a fairy as I see you now. Perhaps you're too good for this world after all. And yet you're here for something.
Marguerite Frederick
I wish I could tell you what that something is.
Narrator
Step out into the passage and I
Warder
lock the door behind me. And now, if you'll follow me. It's a long trek. Two flights of steps. And then a passage twice as long as this. A moment. I want to make sure about this woman in the next cell. Yes. Look. As I lift the lantern and look through the grill, you can see the white face. She must have died saying her prayer.
Marguerite Frederick
Will there be a judge, warder? Will there be some human being to appeal to, to ask why I'm here? What crime I've committed?
Warder
A moment. I have an Idea, little lady. Some would say that I'm crazy, but somehow it's your face. It's taken me back to better times, to the time when I was happy, when I had a home, a wife, a young stalwart son and a daughter such as you. Perhaps that's why you've tugged at this leathery old heart of mine. Little lady, can I trust you?
Marguerite Frederick
In what way, Warder?
Warder
Dare I? It all depends on you. If you should so much as speak, you will lose two heads, yours and mine.
Marguerite Frederick
If you would explain, it would only take a minute.
Warder
You to take the place of this poor woman and this woman to take your place in your cell.
Marguerite Frederick
You mean.
Warder
I mean, Mamzel, that it would be so simple a matter for us to go upstairs to stand before this great personage who waits and to tell him
Narrator
it is you who died of a
Warder
broken heart that I found you white and still in your cell, with life extinct. Why, Warder, could I trust you? Would you speak of this to any living soul?
Marguerite Frederick
No, Warder, I swear it. I promise. Oh, there is a God in heaven. Edmund must be thinking of me. He has prayed too. Oh, Warder, one day perhaps I may be in a position to help you for all that you are doing.
Warder
You may not thank me for this. As I say, the living death. But if one believes in miracles, sometimes those miracles come true. Your face to me is a miracle, so much like that of dear Rene. You'll never tell that it was old Edward.
Marguerite Frederick
Never. I swear it, I promise.
Warder
We must be quick. I've been here too long already. Quickly, quickly. You have to help me. This poor woman now takes your place.
Narrator
Meanwhile, Frasquita Carlos had begun her headlong flight from the court of Spain. Armed with letters from the gentle Maria Theresa and money in her purse, also from her benefactor, she managed to make good her escape and eventually found herself in France and along the road to Gascoigne and the castle of George St. Mar. And what of George Samar and his ward Edmund Paul? Edmund spent only one more day in Paris, an unhappy, futile day, when he interviewed several who had promised him their help. But how was Edmund to know that all these men were guided by the powerful Cardinal himself? And so with San Mar he began the weary journey back to Gascoigne and the San Mar estates. How would he face poor Marguerite's father? How would he face himself and a future life without his beloved Marguerite? These thoughts were continually tormenting him all through the whole of that long journey. And when he arrived at last at the castle, he Flung himself down on his bed in a state of sleepless exhaustion, for still sleep would not come to one. Now tortured in mind and body. Several mornings later, a young lady presented herself at the castle Samar. With her, she brought certain letters which she now presented to a lackey, asking that they be taken to the lord and master of the castle. The lackey, perhaps a little intrigued with her unusual accent, hesitated a little.
Marguerite Frederick
Am I not fearful? Speaking clearly? I want you to take these letters to Senor George and Mar, who at one time was a visitor to Spain.
Narrator
Yes, ma'.
Marguerite Frederick
Am.
Narrator
But the monsieur does not expect a lady visitor.
Marguerite Frederick
I know, but when he reads those letters, he will understand. I come from Spain. I am Spanish, you see. Oh, all these letters are from a friend.
Narrator
In that case, if. If you will step in here, mademoiselle, and wait.
Warder
Thank you.
Marguerite Frederick
Oh, a huge fire. If I may sit by the fireplace. It's been a cold, long journey for me.
Narrator
But certainly, Mamadou.
Marguerite Frederick
Why above the fireplace, the portrait. I know that, of course.
Narrator
Then you have met the master's ward.
Marguerite Frederick
The master's ward? What are you talking about?
Narrator
Oh, but mademoiselle, that of course is the master's ward, Monsieur Edmond Marchiali.
Marguerite Frederick
Edmond Marchiali? But how ridiculous that is.
Narrator
Yes, mademoiselle.
Marguerite Frederick
Oh, yes, of course. It must be. Yes. What do you say?
Narrator
That is right, mademoiselle. And now, if you will permit me to withdraw, I. I will take these letters to Mr. Samar.
Marguerite Frederick
Edmond Macchiati. What? How absurd. Yes, of course. Is this portrait of King Louis XIV a replica of the portrait which was sent to Maria Torreira?
Narrator
What extraordinary discovery has first Heida Carlos stumbled upon? Why is it that these two portraits are so much alike? Make sure you hear the next enthralling chapter of the man in the Iron Mask.
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Date: June 6, 2026
Host: Harold's Old Time Radio
This episode continues the serialized dramatization of "The Man in the Iron Mask," delving into the fate of Marguerite Frederick as she faces imprisonment in the Bastille and explores themes of injustice, sacrifice, and hope amid despair. The episode captures the tension and emotional gravity of Golden Age radio drama, blending intrigue, personal suffering, and unexpected acts of kindness.
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This captivating episode exemplifies the high drama of classic radio storytelling, focusing on individuals caught in the crosshairs of political intrigue and personal loss. The emotional weight of Marguerite's ordeal, combined with the warder’s rare show of compassion, renders a touching tale of human mercy amidst systemic cruelty. The episode ends on a tantalizing note, with new questions arising at the castle, ensuring listeners are eager for the next installment.
Stay tuned for the next chapter of "The Man in the Iron Mask."