A doubt on that point would be calamity, indeed; but, thank God, there is no doubt." "But the misery to see you thus--torn, and mangled, and tortured.

And for what?
What good have we done with our hot patriotism?
Is the King nearer his throne?
Are the murders of the Republic less frequent ?" "I fear you are selfish now, love.

Did we not know, when we first took up our arms, that many happy wives would be widowed--that numberless children would be made fatherless--that hundreds of mothers would have to weep for their sons.

We must not ourselves complain of that fate, to which we have knowingly, and thoughtfully, consigned so many others." Madame de.

Lescure had no answer to make to her husband's remonstrance.
She sat herself upon the bed, so that she could support his head upon her bosom; and pressing her lips to his clammy brow, she said in a low voice: "God's will be done, Charles: with all my heart I pity those who have suffered as I now suffer." She remained sitting there in silence for a considerable time; weeping, indeed, but stifling her sobs, that the sound of her grief might not agitate him, while he enjoyed the inexpressible comfort of having her close to him.