Every time that my pulse beats within me it beats with the wish that you and all that you stand for should fail." John did not feel the slightest doubt of Weber's sincerity.

The increasing moonlight, falling in a silver flood across his face, showed too clearly his earnestness.

Yet that earnestness was not good to look upon.

It was sinister, tinged strongly with the beliefs of an old and wicked past.

He too, like his master, was of the Middle Ages.
"And so in all these deeds you were serving Prince Karl of Auersperg ?" said John.
"To the death.