"Was Eustace acquainted with Tetrik?"
"Eustace never as much as spoke to him—"
"Are you certain?"
"Eustace told me so—he ever felt—without knowing why—an aversion for the governor—I was not surprised at that. Eustace loved only me—"
"And he killed you! Speak, and I swear to you, by Hesus, that I shall keep the secret—otherwise, not!"
"I shall speak—but your silence on the matter will not suffice me. A score of times I proposed to my friend Eustace to share my purse—he met my tender with insults. Oh! his is not a venal soul—not his—he has no money—he must surely be without any resources whatever—how will he be able to flee?"
"I shall help him to flee—I shall furnish him the money that he may need—I shall be only too glad to rid the camp of such a monster with all possible speed!"
"A monster!" murmured Marion reproachfully. "You are very severe towards Eustace."
"How did he manage to inflict a mortal wound upon you, and what was his reason? Answer my question."
"Since I was acclaimed Chief of Gaul and general, my friend Eustace became more peevish than ever before, and more sullen—than he usually was—he feared, poor soul, that my elevation would make me proud—"