It will purge and cleanse the universe!" The suspicious, alert look passed from Dyck's eyes, but his face had become flushed.

He reached out and poured himself another glass of wine.
"What you say may be true, Boyne.

It may be true, but I wouldn't put faith in it--not for one icy minute.

I don't want to see here in Ireland the horrors and savagery of France.

I don't want to see the guillotine up on St.Stephen's Green." Boyne felt that he must march carefully.