You are the only gentleman of His Majesty's suite, with whom I can claim acquaintance--however slight--and, moreover, it is well known how high you stand in his royal favour.

I was told that they that have a boon to crave can find no better sponsor." "Had you gone to the King, mademoiselle," said he, "had you gained audience, he would have directed you to make your appeal to me.

I am his Commissioner in Languedoc, and the prisoners attainted with high treason are my property." "Why then, monsieur," she cried in an eager voice, that set my pulses throbbing, "you'll not deny me the boon I crave?
You'll not deny me his life ?" There was a short laugh from Chatellerault, and I could hear the deliberate fall of his feet as he paced the chamber.
"Mademoiselle, mademoiselle, you must not overrate my powers.

You must not forget that I am the slave of Justice.

You may be asking more than is in my power to grant.