" "Scoundrels! Blackguards!" shrieked the old man, turning his face away from her.

" Destroying the army, destroying the men! And why? Go, go and tell Lise.

" The princess sank helplessly into an armchair beside her father and wept.

She saw her brother now as he had been at the moment when he took leave of her and of Lise, his look tender yet proud.