“Do not think of my beauty just now! Mon Dieu! it is your life I am speaking of. Stay, I will tell you something that will make you more prudent—I shall have the courage to witness this duel.”
“You!”
“I shall be there.”
“Impossible, Diana!”
“No; listen. There is, in the room next to this, a window looking into a little court, but with a side-view of the Tournelles.”
“Yes, I remember—the window from which I threw crumbs to the birds the other day.”
“From there I can have a view of the ground; therefore, above all things, take care to stand so that I can see you; you will know that I am there, but do not look at me, lest your enemy should profit by it.”
“And kill me, while I had my eyes fixed upon you. If I had to choose my death, Diana, that is the one I should prefer.”
“Yes; but now you are not to die, but live.”
“And I will live; therefore tranquilize yourself, Diana. Besides, I am well seconded—you do not know my friends; Antragues uses his sword as well as I do, Ribeirac is so steady on the ground that his eyes and his arms alone seem to be alive, and Livarot is as active as a tiger. Believe me, Diana, I wish there were more danger, for there would be more honor.”