He did not know if they were uttered by human lips, or if they came from the depths of his own base soul.
"It is true, it is true!" he cried, in a frightened voice, "He is a fool who does not seize the hand of Fortune when tendered by the laughing goddess--a fool who does not break his fetters when he has the power to rend them.

Come, gentlemen! We take the testimony, and when that is done, I will conduct you to our ambassador, Baron Puebla." "Not so--when that is done, we shall depart with post-haste; you alone shall receive thanks and recompense.

Now to work!".