You come into my programme." "Touchez-la, then," said Bellegarde, putting out his hand.

"It's a bargain: I accept you; I espouse your cause.

It's because I like you, in a great measure; but that is not the only reason!" And he stood holding Newman's hand and looking at him askance.
"What is the other one ?" "I am in the Opposition.

I dislike some one else." "Your brother ?" asked Newman, in his unmodulated voice.
Bellegarde laid his fingers upon his lips with a whispered HUSH! "Old races have strange secrets!" he said.

"Put yourself into motion, come and see my sister, and be assured of my sympathy!" And on this he took his leave.
Newman dropped into a chair before his fire, and sat a long time staring into the blaze..