"But you are able to have me arrested, you are able to have me tortured, you are able to have me hanged; you are the master, and I could not have the least word to say.

Pardon you, monseigneur! You cannot mean that!" "Ah, my dear Monsieur Bonacieux, you are generous in this matter.

I see it and I thank you for it.

Thus, then, you will take this bag, and you will go away without being too malcontent." "I go away enchanted." "Farewell, then, or rather, AU REVOIR!" And the cardinal made him a sign with his hand, to which Bonacieux replied by bowing to the ground.

He then went out backward, and when he was in the antechamber the cardinal heard him, in his enthusiasm, crying aloud, "Long life to the Monseigneur! Long life to his Eminence! Long life to the great cardinal!" The cardinal listened with a smile to this vociferous manifestation of the feelings of M.Bonacieux; and then, when Bonacieux's cries were no longer audible, "Good!" said he, "that man would henceforward lay down his life for me." And the cardinal began to examine with the greatest attention the map of La Rochelle, which, as we have said, lay open on the desk, tracing with a pencil the line in which the famous dyke was to pass which, eighteen months later, shut up the port of the besieged city.