Ha!--this is a snare.

Tremble, fool!--thou art in my power, and I can have BOTH!" "You can," said the stranger, with a calm smile of disdain; "but my life is valueless without my revelations.

Sit still, I command you,--hear me!" and the light in those dauntless eyes spell-bound and awed the judge.

"You will remove me to the Conciergerie,--you will fix my trial, under the name of Zanoni, amidst your fournee of to-morrow.

If I do not satisfy you by my speech, you hold the woman I die to save as your hostage.