In their little hearts: pt four.

- And I, Mr. Funny, I am not fooled by all these stories more or less well-built! You refused to tell me about Fabrice before yesterday, I respected your scruples and your oaths touching the secret, though the oaths to be one as you are, at most, that means defeat. Today, I want the truth: What do these ridiculous rumors that are sentenced to death the young man as the actor Giletti assassin?

– No one can better account to Your Excellency of these sounds, as it is I who did the running order of the sovereign, and, I think! perhaps to keep from you about this incident yesterday, all day, he kept me prisoner. The prince, who does not believe me a fool, could not doubt that I give you my cross camest, and beg you to attach it to my lapel.

– By the way! cried the minister, and no phrases.

– No doubt the prince would like to take a death sentence against Mr. del Dongo, but has, as you know, that a sentence of twenty years in irons, commuted by him, the day after the sentence of twelve years of fortress with fasting on bread and water every Friday, and other religious spree.

– Because I knew the prison sentence only, I was scared of noises next run that spread through the city, I remember the death of Count Palanza so retracted by you.

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