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The Refugees

CHAPTER XI
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Others may think that your influence has ceased; but we, who know the king's heart, we think otherwise.

A few days may pass, a few weeks at the most, and once more it will be upon your rising fortunes that every eye in France will turn." The lady's brow clouded, and she glanced at the prelate as though his speech were not altogether to her taste.

"I trust that pride does not lead me astray," she said.

"But if I can read my own soul aright, there is no thought of myself in the grief which now tears my heart.

What is power to me?
What do I desire?
A little room, leisure for my devotions, a pittance to save me from want--what more can I ask for?
Why, then, should I covet power?
If I am sore at heart, it is not for any poor loss which I have sustained.


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