Since thou offerest me thy head, I accept it.

To-morrow thou mayst repent; it will be too late." "Ay, too late, president!" echoed the calm visitor.
"But, remember, it is not pardon, it is but a day's reprieve, I have promised to this woman.

According as thou dost satisfy me to-morrow, she lives or dies.

I am frank, citizen; thy ghost shall not haunt me for want of faith." "It is but a day that I have asked; the rest I leave to justice and to Heaven.

Your huissiers wait below.".