Think you Calli would have spared you, boy ?" "I am not Calli, my lord," said Max.
"You certainly are not," returned the duke.
Visions of trouble with France growing out of Yolanda's "t," and of a subsequent union between Max and the princess, floated before my mind, even amidst the din that surrounded me.

Taking the situation by and large, I was in an ecstasy of joy.

Max's victory was a thousand triumphs in one.

It was a triumph over his enemy, a triumph over his friends, but, above all, a triumph over himself.

He had proved himself brave and merciful, and I knew that in him the world had a man who would leave it better and happier than he found it.
Calli was arrested and brought to the duke's presence.