The Three Musketeers

mon Dieu, la chose est toute simple ; vous autres, qui tenez le pouvoir, vous n’avez que les moyens que donne l’argent ; nous autres, qui l’attendons, nous avons ceux que donne le dévouement.

Ay! Louder, Vengeance, much louder, and still she will scarcely hear thee. Louder yet, Vengeance, with a little oath or so added, and yet it will hardly bring her. Send other women up and down to seek her, lingering somewhere; and yet, although the messengers have done dread deeds, it is questionable whether of their own wills they will go far enou

No man was there but must have some inkling now of what had happened last night in Tintagel, and of the part I had played in bringing the King to his heart’s desire. It was possible that the simpler souls among the King’s companions might have expected the King to be grateful; to reward me; at the very least to recognise and acknowledge me. But I,

If it should turn out that he was freed from all danger of disgrace – if he could breathe in perfect liberty – his life should be more consecrated than it had ever been before. He mentally lifted up this vow as if it would urge the result he longed for – he tried to believe in the potency of that prayerful resolution – its potency to determine deat