Let him take your Majesty's will to Biron, and let him see the Grand Master face to face, and bring him to reason.

Or, if he will not, I will! Let that be the test!" "Ay, ay!" cried Marshal de Tavannes, "you say well, brother! Let him!" "And if he will not, I will!" Tavannes repeated.

"Let that be the test, sire." The King wheeled suddenly to Father Pezelay.

"You hear, father ?" he said.

"What say you ?" The priest's face grew sallow, and more sallow.