You have abused the advantage I gave you.

You are in my power now," he added with a look of hatred.
"You are a murderer!" said Savinien.
"No more than a dagger is a murderer." "I beg your pardon," said Savinien.
"Are you revenged enough ?" said Goupil, with ferocious irony; "will you stop here ?" "Reciprocal pardon and forgetfulness," replied Savinien.
"Give me your hand," said the clerk, holding out his own.
"It is yours," said Savinien, swallowing the shame for Ursula's sake.
"Now speak; who made you do this thing ?" Goupil looked into the scales as it were; on one side was Savinien's blow, on the other his hatred against Minoret.

For a second he was undecided; then a voice said to him: "You will be notary!" and he answered:-- "Pardon and forgetfulness?
Yes, on both sides, monsieur--" "Who is persecuting Ursula ?" persisted Savinien.
"Minoret.

He would have liked to see her buried.

Why?
I can't tell you that; but we might find out the reason.