"'Nevertheless, Doctor, my sister married.
He was ailing at that time, poor fellow, and she married her lover, that she might tend and comfort him in our cottage-our dog-hut, as that man would call it.
She had not been married many weeks, when that man's brother saw her and admired her, and asked that man to lend her to him-for what are husbands among us! He was willing enough, but my sister was good and virtuous, and hated his brother with a hatred as strong as mine.
What did the two then, to persuade her husband to use his influence with her, to make her willing?'
"The boy's eyes, which had been fixed on mine, slowly turned to the looker-on, and I saw in the two faces that all he said was true.
The two opposing kinds of pride confronting one another, I can see, even in this Bastille; the gentleman's, all negligent indifference; the peasant's, all trodden-down sentiment, and passionate revenge.
"'You know, Doctor, that it is among the Rights of these Nobles to harness us common dogs to carts, and drive us.
They so harnessed him and drove him.
You know that it is among their Rights to keep us in their grounds all night, quieting the frogs, in order that their noble sleep may not be disturbed.
They kept him out in the unwholesome mists at night, and ordered him back into his harness in the day.