"Indeed I feel sure of it." "In her own hands ?" "Oh yes; in her own hands.

Of course it must be in her own hands." "Christian gentleman," said Anton, rising again from his seat, and now standing opposite to Ziska, "I disbelieve you.

I think that you are lying to me.

Despite your Christianity, and despite your gentility--you are a liar.

Now, sir, unless you have anything further to say to me, you may go." Ziska, when thus addressed, rose of course from his seat.