“will you permit me to hazard a few words on that subject, which will perhaps relieve you of your uncertainty?”
The prince turned and seemed to cover the young man with a single glance; he smiled on perceiving that he was a child hardly fifteen years old.
“Certainly, monsieur, speak,” he said, softening his stern, accented tones, as if he were speaking to a woman.
“My lord,” said Raoul, blushing, “might examine the Spanish prisoner.”
“Have you a Spanish prisoner?” cried the prince.
“Yes, my lord.”
“Ah, that is true,” said De Guiche; “I had forgotten it.”