"In Heaven's name, monsieur," said she, "to whom are you faithful?"
"To those who appreciate the delicacy of my conduct," was Cauvignac's retort.
"Be it so. You are my prisoner."
"I have that honor, madame; but I trust that you will treat me as a gentleman. I am your prisoner, it is true, but without having borne arms against your Highness. I was on my way to my post with my baggage, when I fell in with a party of your troops, who arrested me. I did not for an instant think of concealing my rank or my opinions. I say again, therefore, that I demand to be treated as a gentleman and as an officer of high rank."
"You will be so treated, monsieur," said the princess. "You will have the city for your prison; but you must swear to make no attempt to leave the city."
"I will swear whatever your Highness chooses to demand."
"'T is well. Lenet, repeat the formula to monsieur; we will receive his oath."
Lenet dictated the terms of the oath which Cauvignac was required to take.
Cauvignac raised his hand and solemnly swore that he would not leave the city until relieved from his oath.
"You may now withdraw," said the princess; "we rely upon your honor as a gentleman and a soldier."