"Well, I understand."
"What?"
"You wish to try if the fame of a brave action will not soften the heart of this ferocious tigress. Confess that that is what makes you insist on it."
"I will confess it if you wish, brother."
"Well, you are right. Women who resist a great love sometimes yield to fame."
"I do not hope that."
"If you do it without this hope you are mad. Henri, seek no more reasons for this woman's refusal than that she has neither eyes nor heart."
"You give me the command, brother?"
"I must, if you will have it so."
"Can I go to-night?"