"Now, then, keep quiet. I am not within reach, so it is useless to cry for help."
"Scoundrel!" cried the King.
"There's no use in behaving like a child ... you won't gain anything by it."
"Pity, pity!... I will make you rich ... I will give you anything you ask, only set me at liberty ... take me out of this prison or I shall become mad."
"Have you done with your lamentations?"
"I'll be revenged!"
"I am beyond your vengeance, Sire, and you would do well to talk quietly with me."
"You killed my mistress, Susy d'Orsel!"
"Yes, I killed her."
"You are Fandor—Jerome Fandor!"