The nobility has lost its rights, and the highest in the land are treated the same as the meanest peasants!' Lower down I find,--'My heart loves to picture to itself the likeness of our son.

He will have the spirit, the mind, the beauty, the grace, all the fascinations of his mother.

He will inherit from his father, pride, valour, and the sentiments of a noble race.

And the other, what will he be like?
I tremble to think of it.

Hatred can only engender a monster.