Sooner would he forfeit honor and peace than humble himself again before this pitiless and cold-hearted foe.

At this moment he really hated her, and only wished it were possible to fight her, to break her pride, to see her vanquished and crying for quarter at his feet.

It was with a great effort--with tingling cheeks and constrained utterance that he said: "Severance from you is indeed best for us all .-- Be ready: the judges will send for you soon." "Very well," she replied.

"I will be silent; you have only to provide for the Syrian's safety.

You have given me your word." "And so long as you keep yours I will keep mine.