Yet her faith, though grounded on a rock, had no weight with him.' M.de Rosny shook his head, still smiling.
'It is not our mothers who convert us,' he said.
'What!' I cried, my eyes opened.

'Do you mean--do you mean that Mademoiselle has done this ?' 'I fancy so,' he answered, nodding.

'I think my lady cast her spell over him by the way.

The lad left Blois with her, if what you say be true, without faith in the world.

He came to my hands two days later the stoutest of Huguenots.