I would not have Yolanda other than she is.

At times, wild thoughts suggest themselves to me; but I am not so weak as to give way to them.

I drive them off and clench my teeth, determined to take the misery God doles out to me.

I am glad we are soon to leave Burgundy.

The duke marches in three days, and it is none too soon for me." "Shall not we return to Burgundy ?" I asked.