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them between you; and as I do not choose that you should pay, he will pay

the price"

If the discovery that Tignonville had fallen into her husband's hands had

not sufficed to crush her, Count Hannibal's tone must have done so The

shoot of new life which had raised its head after those dreadful days in

Paris, and--for she was young--had supported her under the weight which

the peril of Angers had cast on her shoulders, died, withered under the

heel of his brutality The pride which had supported her, which had won

Tavannes' admiration and exacted his respect, sank, as she sank herself,

bowed to her horse's neck, weeping bitter tears before him She

abandoned herself to her misery, as she had once abandoned herself in the

upper room in Paris

And he looked at her He had willed to crush her; he had his will, and

he was not satisfied He had bowed her so low that his nanimity would

now have its full effect, would shine as the sun into a dark world; and

yet he was not happy He could look forward to the morrow, and say, "She

will understand ht that she wept

for her lover stabbed hiht, "Rather

would she death froive her creation,

it will not alter her! Though I strike the stars with my head, it is he

who fills her world"