It was a risk, but you see I had to take it.

The thing was inevitable.

The wrong that he had done some one who is very dear to me was too terrible, too hideous, for him to be allowed to go unpunished." "When he recovers," Louis remarked thoughtfully, "monsieur will have an enemy." "A great man, Louis, once declared," I reminded him, "that one's enemies were the salt of one's life.

One's friends sometimes weary.

One's enemies give always a zest to existence." Again Louis was summoned away.