John felt a thrill of horror, but Julie Lannes, turning white, sprang before Picard: "No! No!" she cried to Auersperg.

"You cannot do such a thing! He is not a soldier! They would not take him because he is too old! He is my mother's servant! It would be barbarous to have him shot!" Auersperg looked again at Julie, and smiled, but it was the slow, cold smile of a master.
"You beg very prettily, Mademoiselle," he said.
She flushed, but stood firm.
"It would be murder," she said.

"You cannot do it!" "You know little of war.

This man is a _franc tireur_, a civilian in civilian's garb, fighting against us.

It is our law that all such who are caught be shot immediately." "Your Highness," said von Arnheim, "I have reason to think that the lady's story is correct.