I think she is not indifferent to Henri Larochejaquelin; and how should she be! How few she sees from whom to choose; and if all France were before her feet, how could she make a better choice than him." "Poor Marie, from my heart I pity her; in any other times than these, how I would have gloried to have given Henri my sister; but now, these are no times to marry, or to give in marriage.

Henri has stern, hard work to do, and he is bent on doing it; ay, and he will do it.

No one will carry the standard of his King further into the ranks of the republicans than Henri Larochejaquelin." "I know one, Charles, who will, at any rate, be beside him." "But he is so full of glorious confidence--so certain of success.

He will go to battle with the assured hope of victory.

I shall fight expecting nothing but defeat." "You are melancholy, tonight, my love: something ails you beyond your dread of the coming struggle." "Can I be other than melancholy?
I have no hope." "No hope, Charles.