Or, on the other hand, whether none of these things shall happen, whether this young man shall go free, to be for a month or two a little piqued--a little bitter--about the inconstancy of women, and then to marry some opulent and respected heretic.

Surely you could scarcely hesitate.

Oh! where is the self-sacrificing spirit of the sex of which we hear so much?
Choose." Still there was no answer.

Montalvo, playing his trump card, drew from his vest an official-looking document, sealed and signed.
"This," he said, "is the information to be given to the incorruptible Ruard Trapper.

Look, here written on it is your cousin's name.