No, I possess not the egotism to purchase my freedom with the life-long misery of another." "But, mon Dieu! my prince," said Pollnitz, in his cynical way, "you look at it in too virtuous a manner.

All women are not as good and pure as poor Elizabeth Christine, and know how to compensate themselves in other quarters for the indifference of their husbands.

We are not speaking here of a common marriage, but of the betrothal of a prince.

You do not marry your heart, but your hand.

Truly such a marriage-ceremony is a protecting talisman, that may be held up to other women as an iron shield upon which, all their egotistical wishes, all their extravagant demands must rebound.