"And...?"
"I shall explain the position to her--that her bad fortune has given her choice of two evils."
"That is one way of putting it."
"It is the only honest way."
Sarrion shrugged his shoulders.
"My friend," he said, "I do not think that love and honesty are much in sympathy."
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CHAPTER XII]
IN A STRONG CITY
Amedeo, as the world knows, landed at Carthagena to be met by the news that Prim was dead. The man who had summoned him hither to assume the crown, he who alone in all Spain had the power and the will to maintain order in the riven kingdom, had himself been summoned to appear before a higher throne. "There will be no republic in Spain while I live," Prim had often said. And Prim was dead.
"Every dog has his day," a deputy sneeringly observed to the Marshall himself a few hours before he was shot, in response to Prim's plain-spoken intention of striking with a heavy hand all those who should manifest opposition to the Duke of Aosta.