"Yonder," said he, "is the heart of the League; it is there that the blow must be struck.

It was great pity to lay in ruins so beautiful and goodly a city.

Still, I must settle accounts with the rebels who are in it, and who ignominiously drove me away." "On Tuesday, August 1, at eight A.

M., he was told," says L'Estoile, "that a monk desired to speak with him, but that his guards made a difficulty about letting him in.

'Let him in,' said the king: 'if he is refused, it will be said that I drive monks away and will not see them.' Incontinently entered the monk, having in his sleeve a knife unsheathed.