Her face became pale, and her eyes had a painful brightness.

"You must not answer.

I had no right to ask.

Oh, monsieur!" she added, "I would have you always for my friend if I could, though you are the enemy of my country and of the man--I am to marry." "I am for my king," he replied; "and I am enemy of him who stands between you and me.

For see: from the hour that I met you I knew that some day, even as now, I should tell you that--I love you--indeed, Jessica, with all my heart." "Oh, have pity!" she pleaded.