Tomorrow you shall be free.' "I had but one wish; that was that he should kill me.
"'Beware!' said I, 'for my liberty is your dishonor.' "'Explain yourself, my pretty sibyl!' "'Yes; for as soon as I leave this place I will tell everything.

I will proclaim the violence you have used toward me.

I will describe my captivity.

I will denounce this place of infamy.

You are placed on high, my Lord, but tremble! Above you there is the king; above the king there is God!' "However perfect master he was over himself, my persecutor allowed a movement of anger to escape him.