If, indeed, you loved me you would grant my prayer, and not torture me as you are doing.

But since you only love yourself, you minister only to yourself, and seek to win me by force since you desire me." She ceased, and her eyes fell before his glance, which remained riveted upon her face.

Immovable he stood a moment or two, then he turned from her with a little sigh, and leaning his elbow upon the window-sill, he gazed down into the crowds surging about the second tumbril.

But although he saw much there that was calculated to compel attention, he heeded nothing.

His thoughts were very busy, and he was doing what Mademoiselle had bidden him.