“Theyareallsly，“thoughtZelie，——“everyoneofthem！Theywanttodeceiveus。ThatoldpriestandtheoldjusticeandthatyoungscampSavinienhavegotsomeplanintheirheads。Dreams！nomoredreamsthantherearehairsonthepalmofmyhand。“
Withtwostiff，curtbowsshelefttheroom。
“IknowwhySavinienwenttoFontainebleau，“saidUrsulatotheabbe，tellinghimabouttheduelandbegginghimtousehisinfluencetopreventit。
“DidMadameMinoretofferyouherson’shand？“askedtheabbe。
“Yes。“