He is so sorry for you!' 'It is more than I have the right to ask,' I replied; 'but among gentlefolk these generous sentiments are natural.

If your brother and I were to meet in the field, we should meet like tigers; but when he sees me here disarmed and helpless, he forgets his animosity.' (At which, as I had ventured to expect, this beardless champion coloured to the ears for pleasure.) 'Ah, my dear young lady,' I continued, 'there are many of your countrymen languishing in my country, even as I do here.

I can but hope there is found some French lady to convey to each of them the priceless consolation of her sympathy.

You have given me alms; and more than alms--hope; and while you were absent I was not forgetful.

Suffer me to be able to tell myself that I have at least tried to make a return; and for the prisoner's sake deign to accept this trifle.' So saying, I offered her my lion, which she took, looked at in some embarrassment, and then, catching sight of the dedication, broke out with a cry.
'Why, how did you know my name ?' she exclaimed.
'When names are so appropriate, they should be easily guessed,' said I, bowing.