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sire"

The King wheeled suddenly to Father Pezelay "You hear, father?" he

said "What say you?"

The priest's face grew sallow, and more sallow He knew that the walls

of the Arsenal sheltered men whose hands no convention and no order of

Biron's would keep fro

culverins once passed; men who had seen their women and children, their

wives and sisters iht but to

stand face to face and eye to eye with hie, therefore, was one-sided and unfair;

but for that very reason it shook him The astuteness of the man who,

taken by surprise, had conceived this snare filled him with dread He

dared not accept, and he scarcely dared to refuse the offer And

rinned in their beards, were on

hith he spoke, but it was in a voice which had lost its

boldness and assurance

"It is not for me to clear myself," he cried, shrill and violent, "but

for those who are accused, for those who have belied the King's word, and

set at nought his Christian orders For you, Count Hannibal, heretic, or

no better than heretic, it is easy to say 'I go' For you go but to your

own, and your oill receive you!"