"The offer is withdrawn.

You may go, sir." "I have a duty to discharge before I avail myself of your courteous permission," said the young man firmly.
"My uncle," said the girl, "you cannot dismiss Monsieur Jean Marteau in that cavalier fashion.

It is due to him that I am here." "No, curse me, Marquis," burst out Sir Gervaise, wagging his big head at the tall, French noble, "you don't know how much you owe to that young man.

Why, even I would not have been here but for him." "I am deeply sensible to the obligations under which he has laid me, both through the Comtesse Laure, and through you, old friend.

I have just endeavored to discharge them.