"Henry the Lion is Duke of Saxony and Bavaria," he continued. "He is the most powerful lord of Germany. As a Guelph, his attachment to Alexander is patent; we hold the proofs at hand. To conciliate Henry by gifts of power or territory would be dangerous. Proud, haughty, and ambitious, he can hope for nothing from you, and will naturally turn to that faction which can offer him the most solid advantages. Even now, perhaps, he may be only awaiting a plausible excuse for leaving the Emperor and joining the party of Alexander III." The Chancellor paused for a moment, as if expecting a reply; but he received none. "Henry the Lion is allied to the wealthy and powerful Berthold of Z[oe]hringen," continued Dassel. "In the event of a rupture, Z[oe]hringen also would be arrayed against us. Is the Emperor in a fit condition to resist this coalition?" "The assertion is a bold one, my lord, and yet I must confess that your fears are not entirely groundless," answered Barbarossa. "I have shown the danger to your Majesty; let me now explain how it may be averted. The Lion espoused Clemence, a sister of the Z[oe]hringen; by her he has no male issue. Now, to a prince who seeks to perpetuate the glories of his race, there can be no condition more painful than this, and it is even said to have caused more than one curious family discussion. Should the Duke repudiate Clemence, your cause would be gained; for by the very fact of the divorce he would be obliged to break with Z[oe]hringen and Alexander, and become your partisan." Frederic shook his head, as he replied,-- "This master-stroke of policy is not without its merit, but is the proceeding honest or honorable?" "Ah!" cried Dassel, "I felt sure that the Emperor's love of justice would prove the only real obstacle to the success of the house of Hohenstauffen. Ah, well!" he continued ironically, "we shall at least be martyrs to the cause of justice." The Emperor was silent; Rinaldo had wounded his conscientious scruples, but the Chancellor spread out before him a parchment, and looked steadily upon his sovereign, as he prepared to employ this last terrible weapon. "Henry the Lion is ambitious," said Barbarossa; "his strength and his alliances make him really dangerous. But, your plan is a good one, if it were feasible!" "And why not, Sire? If the Emperor could divorce himself, what can prevent the Duke? If I mistake not, you did not ask permission of the Pontiff when, upon the pretext of consanguinity, you repudiated Adelaide and married Beatrice. Think you that the Pope Victor will hesitate to annul the Duke's marriage, if the Emperor so orders it?" "Measure your words, my lord Chancellor! If I still hesitate, it is because of the crying injustice of which poor Clemence would be the victim. She is a noble woman!" "Doubtless, and I pity her sincerely; but are the tears of a woman to baffle your projects for glory and dominion?"