That is what I wish for you, and it is a good wish, for you have made death on the scaffold look easy to me, so that I long for it.

Do you understand ?" "Condemned to death!" she cried out, almost incoherently, before he had finished speaking.

"But they cannot condemn you--I have told them that I was there--that it was not you--they must believe me--O God of mercy!" "They believe you--yes.

They believe that I found you together and killed him.

I shall be tried by judges, but I am condemned beforehand, and I must die." He spoke calmly enough.