A Gentleman from Gascony: A Romance of the Huguenots — page 172: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

168 A GENTLEMAN FROM GASCONY. “My son does not want your pity! He calls to me, he cries aloud: ‘Mother, avenge me!’ ” “No! no!” “Yes, I hear him!” “Listen! listen! he does not cry that! No, he does not say to you, ‘Blood for blood!’ He is in that place where only pardon is recognized for wrong-doing, and where vengeance disappears. Heis an angel, and he says to you: ‘Mother, honor meas an angel, by charity.’” “Away! You plead for your lover! Heaven grant that my son’s murderer dies! You shall not filch from me his death!” ) “May Heaven refuse to hear you!” “May Heaven hear me, and the king also!” And the duchess stooped and, seizing the half- fainting girl by the shoulders, flung her from her. “*"Tis a holy vengeance! ’Tis a mother’s vengeance! The king dare not pardon! It is my son, mine, that this man has slain, and if there be justice in the king, I will exact the price of blood! Tothe Louvre! Tothe Louvre!” Comicbooks (E(@ in =)