The word was with the younger man.
'I know nothing of all this, upon my word, my lord,' he said, confused.
'I love Count Richard, I love my sister.

There may have been that which, had I loved but one, I had condemned in the other.

I know not, but'-- he saw Jehane's marble face, and lifted his hand up--'by my hope, I will never believe it.

In love they came together, my lord; in love, says Jehane, they have parted.

I have heard little of Madame Alois, but my thought is, that kings and the sons of kings may marry kings' daughters, yet not in the way of love.' The Count fumed.