"I do not."
"Remember who you are."
"I am your lover."
She looked quickly around the buzzing drawing-room, and leaned cautiously nearer.
"You are my sovereign."
"I believe that, Eagle. But it does not follow that I shall ever reign."
"Are you safe here? Napoleon Bonaparte has spies."
"But he has regard also for old aristocrats like the Marquis du Plessy."
"Yet remember what he did to the Duke d'Enghien. A Bourbon prince is not allowed in France."
"How many people consider me a Bourbon prince? I told you why I am here. Fortune has wonderfully helped me since I came to France. Lazarre, the dauphin from the Indian camps, brazenly asks you to marry him, Eagle!"