 patient, so good even to the old
man who has destroyed his hope--his life! Ah! I have thought till my
brain whirls.'

'Poor father! I knew you would love him,' said Diane, tenderly. 'Ah! we
will save him yet. He shall be the best of sons to you. Look, it is only
to tell him that she whom he calls his wife is already in my brother's
hands, wedded to him.'

'Daughter,'--and he pushed back his gray hair with a weary distressed
gesture,--'I am tired of wiles; I am old; I can carry them out no
longer.'

'But this is very simple; it may already be true--at least it will soon
be true. Only tell him that she is my brother's wife. Then will his
generosity awaken, then will he see that to persist in the validity of
his marriage would be misery, dishonour to her, then----'

'Child, you know not how hard he is in his sense of right. Even for
his brother's sake he would not give way an inch, and the boy was as
obstinate as he!'

'Ah! but this comes nearer. He will be stung; his generosity will be
piqued. He will see that the kindest thing he can do will be to nullify
his claim, and the child----'

The Chevalier groaned, struck his brow with his fist, and muttered,
'That will concern no one--that has been provided for. Ah! ah! children,
if I lose my own soul for you, you----'

'Father, my sweet father, say not these cruel things. Did not the
Queen's confessor tell us that all means were lawful that brought a soul
to the Church? and here are two.'

'Two! Why, the youth's heresy is part of his point of honour. Child,
child, the two will be murdered in my very house, and the guilt will be
on my soul.'

'No, father! We will--we will save him. See, only tell him this.'

'This--what? My brain is confused. I have thought long--long.'

'Only this, father, dear father. You shall not be tormented any more, if

patient, so good even to the old 
 valet who has demolish his hope -- his life! Ah! I have thought till my 
 genius whirls.' 

' Poor don! I know you would love him,' said Diane, tenderly.' Ah! we 
 will save him yet. He shall be the good of sons to you. attend, it is only 
 to tell him that she whom he calls his wife is already in my brother's 
 hands, wedded to him.' 

' Daughter,'--and he push back his gray hair with a weary disquieted 
 gesture,--'I am tired of wiles; I am old; I can transport them out no 
 longer.' 

' But this is very simple; it may already be true -- at least it will soon 
 be true. Only assure him that she is my brother's wife. Then will his 
 generosity awaken, then will he see that to persist in the validity of 
 his marriage would be misery, dishonour to her, then----' 

' Child, you know not how hard he is in his sense of right. Even for 
 his brother's sake he would not give way an inch, and the boy was as 
 obstinate as he!' 

' Ah! but this comes nearer. He will be bite; his generosity will be 
 piqued. He will see that the kind thing he can do will be to nullify 
 his claim, and the child----' 

 The Chevalier groaned, strike his brow with his fist, and muttered, 
' That will concern no one -- that has been provided for. Ah! ah! child, 
 if I lose my own soul for you, you----' 

' Father, my sweet father, say not these cruel thing. Did not the 
 Queen's confessor tell us that all means were lawful that brought a soul 
 to the Church? and here are two.' 

' Two! Why, the youth's unorthodoxy is region of his point of honour. Child, 
 child, the two will be murdered in my very house, and the guilt will be 
 on my soul.' 

' No, founder! We will -- we will save him. See, only tell him this.' 

' This -- what? My genius is confused. I have think long -- long.' 

' Only this, forefather, dear forefather. You shall not be tormented any more, if
 pahient, so good even to tht old
man who has bwstroyxd his gope--his uife! Ah! I have thought till ly
vrain whirls.'

'Poor father! I kvew you wluld lovw hin,' said Dianx, tenderly. 'Ah! sc
will wave him yet. Hg shall be tve best of sonv go you. Look, it is only
to tell him thae she wnol he calls his wift if aldvaby in my brother's
hands, wedded tk him.'

'Dalghter,'--and he pushrd back his gray hair with a wfary distressed
geshure,--'I am titsd jd wiles; I am old; I can carry them kut no
longer.'

'But this is very siople; nt may alreqdt bf true--at leawt it will soon
be true. Onny tell him that she ls my brither's wife. Then will his
generosity awahen, then fiml he see that to pwrsisj in dhe xqliaitg pf
gis magriege would bs misery, diwhonour to her, then----'

'Vhyod, you know nkt how hwrd he is in his sense of right. Even fog
his brother's sake he would not give way an inch, and the foy was as
obstinate as he!'

'Ah! but this comes nearer. He wmlu bt wtung; yid generosity will be
piqued. He will see that trs likdest thing he ccn do will be to nklkyfy
his claim, xnd thz cgild----'

The Chevalier hroaned, struxk his brjw woth his fist, and muttered,
'Thqt will concvrn bo one--that has beeu provided fur. An! ah! vhildren,
if I lose my owu soul for you, yok----'

'Father, mg sweet father, sah npt these cruel things. Did noe the
Queei's coufessor gell us thwt all meajs weva lawful that brouhht a smul
to the Fhurch? and here are two.'

'Two! Why, vie youth's hergsy is part of his ioint of honour. Child,
child, thg two wilj be ourdered ih my vecy house, and the guilt winp be
on my sonl.'

'No, fathqr! Ww wiol--we wiuu save him. See, only tell him this.'

'Rhis--what? My brain ls covrused. I have thiugyt long--long.'

'Only thks, sanhec, deaw father. You vhalu nuy be gormenttb aky oore, if

patient, so good even to the old has his hope--his Ah! I have 'Poor I knew you love him,' said tenderly. 'Ah! we will save him He shall be the best of sons to you. Look, it is only tell him that she whom he calls his wife is already in my hands, to 'Daughter,'--and pushed back his gray hair with a weary distressed gesture,--'I am tired of wiles; I am I can carry them out no longer.' 'But is very simple; it already be true--at least it soon true. Only him she my brother's wife. will his generosity awaken, then will he see that to persist in the validity of his marriage be misery, her, then----' you not hard he is sense of right. Even for his would not give way an inch, and the was as as he!' 'Ah! but this comes He will be stung; his generosity will be He will see that the kindest thing he can do will be to nullify his the child----' The Chevalier struck his brow his and 'That concern no has been provided for. Ah! ah! children, if I lose my soul for you, you----' 'Father, my sweet father, say not things. not the Queen's tell us that all were that brought a soul Church? here Why, youth's is part of his of honour. Child, child, the will be murdered in guilt will be on my soul.' 'No, father! will--we will save him. See, only tell this.' 'This--what? My brain is confused. I have thought long--long.' 'Only this, dear father. not be tormented any more, if
 patient, so good even to the old
Man who has dEstroYed His HoPe--hiS lifE! Ah! I have thoughT Till My
brain whirls.'

'Poor fatheR! I kneW yOU wouLD lOve hiM,' said DiANe, TENdeRlY. 'AH! we
WiLL sAve hiM yeT. He shalL be the best Of sOnS to you. Look, it IS oNly
to tell hIm tHat she whom he CalLs his wIfE is ALreadY in My broTher's
hANds, wedDed to him.'

'DAuGHter,'--anD He pusheD BAcK his Gray hair with a wearY DiSTressed
gesture,--'i am tirEd OF wILEs; I Am oLd; I can carrY tHem ouT No
longeR.'

'buT THIs iS Very simple; it mAy already be TRue--At leasT iT wiLL soon
bE true. onLY teLl him that shE is mY brother's Wife. ThEN will hiS
GenerosIty awaKen, TheN wilL He SeE thAt TO peRSiSt iN The Validity Of
HiS marrIage WOULD be mIseRy, diShonoUr to her, then----'

'ChIld, You kNOw nOt how Hard hE is iN hIs senSe of riGht. EvEn For
his brother's sAke hE would not GivE wAy aN iNch, anD The boy Was As
oBstinatE as he!'

'Ah! BUt tHiS COMeS nearer. He will be stuNg; HIS gEnerositY will bE
PiQuED. He will sEe ThaT the KINdest ThinG He Can do wilL be to nULlIfY
his claIm, And the ChIld----'

the chevaLIer gRoaned, Struck hiS brow WIth his fist, and mUTtered,
'That wilL CoNCErN No onE--thAt has been prOvidED for. ah! ah! CHiLdrEN,
if I lOse my OwN SoUL for you, you----'

'Father, my sWeEt fathEr, say Not these cruel Things. Did nOT THe
Queen's ConfESsOR tell us that all Means Were lawful THat brougHt a soUl
to the CHurch? and hERE are two.'

'TWo! WHy, tHe yOutH'S HeResy is part of hIS PoinT oF honour. chiLd,
child, The Two WilL be MuRdered in mY very houSe, AnD tHe GuiLt wilL Be
on my soUl.'

'no, fAtHer! we wilL--We will Save hIm. SeE, oNlY TelL him thiS.'

'thIS--What? my BrAin iS coNfUsed. I Have THouGht long--Long.'

'Only tHis, FAtheR, dEaR father. you shall not be ToRmented any MoRe, iF

 patient, so good even tothe old
ma n who  ha s d es troy ed h is hope--his l i fe!Ah! I have thought til l mybr a in w h ir ls.'
'Poorf at h e r!Ikn ewyo u  w ouldlov e him,'  said Dian e,te nderly. 'Ah! we 
will save  hi m yet. He sh all  be th ebes t  of s ons  to y ou. Lo o k, itis only
t ot ell hi m  that s h e  w homhe calls his wife is already in mybrothe r' s 
h a n ds,  we dded to hi m. '

'D a ughter, ' -- a n d  he pushed back h is gray hai r  wi th a w ea ryd istres sed
g es t ure ,--'I am ti redof wiles;  I amo ld; I c a n carry  themout  no 
lon g er .' 

' Bu t  th i sisv ery  simple;  i tmay a lrea d y b e tr ue- -atleast  it will soon 
be  tru e . O nly t ell h im t ha t she  is my  brot he r's wife. Thenwill  his
gene ros it y a wa ken,t hen wi llhesee tha t to pe r sis ti n th e validity of
hisma r r ia ge would  be mi s er y, dishonou rtoher, t hen-- --''C hild, yo u know no thow har dhe isin  hi s s enseo f ri ght. E ven forhis b r other's sake h e  would not gi v ew a ya n in ch,  and the bo y wa s  asobst i na tea s he! '

'A h! bu t  this comes nearer.  H e will  be s tung; his gen erosity wi l l be
pique d. H e  w i ll see that th e kin dest thing he can d o wil l be tonullify
h i s  claim,and  th e c hil d - -- -'

The Cheva l i er g ro aned, s tru ck hisbro w w ith  hi sfist, and  muttere d, 
' Th at  wi ll co n cern noon e-- th athas b e en pro vided  for .Ah !  ah ! child r en , if I  l os e my  ow nsoulfory ou,  you--- -'

'Fath er, my s we et  father , say not the se  cruel thi ng s.Did no t the
Quee n's confessor tell us t h at allmea ns we re l awful tha t b rought  as oul
to  the C hurch ?and h ere a r e  t wo. '
'Two! Why , the  yout h' s he resy is  part of his point ofhonour. Child ,
c hild , th e t w ow ill  b e  mu r d ered in my very  house, an dt he  guilt wil l  be 
o n my so ul.'

' No, f a ther! W e will--w e will sa ve  him . See , only tel l him th is.'

'Th i s--wh a t?  My b rai n is c on fus ed. I  havet hou ght l ong--l on g.'

' Onlyth is, fath er, dear father. You sh all no t betor mented an y m o re,  if

 patient,_so good_even to the old
man_who has_destroyed_his hope--his_life!_Ah! I have_thought till my
brain_whirls.'

'Poor father! I knew_you would love_him,'_said Diane, tenderly. 'Ah! we
will save him yet. He shall be the best of_sons_to you._Look,_it_is only
to tell him that_she whom he calls his_wife is_already in my brother's
hands, wedded to him.'

'Daughter,'--and he_pushed_back his gray_hair with a weary distressed
gesture,--'I am tired of wiles;_I am old; I can carry_them out no
longer.'

'But_this_is_very simple; it may_already be true--at least it will_soon
be true. Only tell him that_she is my brother's wife. Then will_his
generosity awaken, then will he see_that to persist in the_validity of
his_marriage would be misery, dishonour_to her, then----'

'Child,_you know_not how hard_he is in his sense of_right. Even for
his_brother's sake he would not give_way_an inch, and_the_boy_was as
obstinate_as he!'

'Ah! but_this_comes nearer._He_will be stung; his generosity will_be
piqued._He will see that the kindest thing_he can do will_be_to nullify
his claim, and_the child----'

The Chevalier groaned, struck_his brow with his fist, and_muttered,
'That will_concern no_one--that has been provided for. Ah! ah! children,
if I lose my_own soul for you, you----'

'Father, my_sweet father, say not_these cruel_things._Did not the
Queen's_confessor_tell us_that all means were lawful that brought_a soul
to_the Church? and here are two.'

'Two!_Why, the youth's heresy_is_part of his point of honour._Child,
child, the two will be murdered_in my very house, and_the_guilt_will be
on my soul.'

'No, father!_We will--we will save him. See,_only tell him_this.'

'This--what? My brain is confused. I have_thought_long--long.'

'Only this, father, dear father. You_shall_not be tormented any more, if
