"I wish I had never gone to Mittau to give her a moment's distress."
"Is she very beautiful?"
"She is like a lily made flesh. She has her strong dislikes, and one of them is Louis Philippe—"
"Naturally," said Eagle.
"But she seemed sacred to me. Perhaps a woman brings that hallowedness out of martyrdom."
"God be with the royal lady! And you, sire!"
"And you!—may you be always with me, Eagle!"
"This journey to Mittau changes nothing. You were wilful. You would go to the island in Lake George: you would go to Mittau."
"Both times you sent me."
"Both times I brought you home! Let us not be sorrowful to-night."