I swear it, as Heaven is my witness." "Your actions more than proved it," he said dryly.
"Be generous, Monsieur," she begged.

"It was my mother prevailed upon me to alter my determination.

She urged that I should be dishonoured if I did not." "That word again!" he cried.

"What part it plays in the life of the noblesse.

All that it suits you to do, you do because honour bids you, all to which you have bound yourselves, but which is distasteful, you discover that honour forbids, and that you would be dishonoured did you persist.