wondering, that the little delicate fellow should be nothing less than Cavalier."
Duplant said, "The Lord has given you into our hands at the moment that you were in the act of plundering a commune after having slain several of our friends. We came unexpectedly. to the succour of the oppressed, many have fallen, some escaped, but these, forty in number, have become our prisoners."
"Shall they die?"
"Have mercy on us," whined Clement, as he threw himself down before Roland.
"I cannot give you grace," said the latter retiring from the circle, "you spare none of us and with your own free will you urge onto murder: endure then your fate."
"Little man," cried the Vicar, "world-renowned Cavalier, listen to reason and be humane."
"Is it seemly in you to speak thus?" replied the young commander, "you, who revel in cruelty; who has called
