But you'd better know the whole truth.

It was a rag, and I was in it.

But, of course, nobody had the smallest intention of hurting Radowitz." "No--only of persecuting and humiliating him!" cried Constance, her eyes filling with tears.

"His hand!--oh, how horrible! If it were really injured, if it hindered his music--if it stopped it--it would just kill him!" "Very likely it is only a simple injury which will quickly heal," said Falloden coldly.

"Sorell has taken him up to town this afternoon to see the best man he can get.