"`The sword devoureth one as well as another,'" was her reply. "You
know whence that comes, Miss Courtenay."
"Is that all?" I answered. "If any act of mine lead to his death, how
shall I answer it to his father and mother, and to Annas?"
"They gave him up to the Cause, my dear, when they sent him forth to
join the Prince. A soldier must always do his duty."
"Forgive me, Madam. I was not questioning his duty, but my own."
"Too late for that, Miss Courtenay. My dear, he is ready for death. I
would more of us were!"