This offer, instead of being received by René d'Harcourt, increased his zeal, which otherwise would have died away. "Leave you?" said he,--"abandon you, when the hour of danger has come?--desert the field of battle when the combat is about to begin? My friendship, my courage, and my honor, all forbid me to do so." The four friends clasped their hands, and Monte-Leone said,--"Now listen to me, for time is precious. The _Vente_ of the kingdom of Naples, and those of all Italy, of which I refuse to be any longer the chief, do not on that account distrust me, but have just given me a striking proof of their confidence. It is so great that I hesitate even to accept it." "Speak," said all the friends at once. "I have received this letter," said Monte-Leone. "The delegates of all the Italian _Vente_, relying on the prudence, valor, and judgment of Count Monte-Leone, refer to him the decision of the time when, and the manner in which, it is proper for them to manifest their principles. Count Monte-Leone is requested to open a communication with the Vente of France, that there may be a simultaneous movement with those of Italy." "Thus," said the Count, "in accepting this mission, I become the god, the sovereign arbiter of this immense work, and have its fate in my hands." Von Apsberg said, "you have that of Italy and Germany--for the _Vente_ of my country will act when I speak, or rather when you do." An expression of pride flashed across Monte-Leone's face. He had evidently been mortified at not becoming supreme director, yet the staff of command was again placed in his grasp. It was not now, though, to confer the command of a single country, but, to use his own words, he became the all-powerful controller of Europe, and, in his opinion, the hope of the universe. This strange man, made up of greatness and littleness, like all the political idealists who erect altars to the creatures of their dreams, and ignorantly make a sacrifice of logic, good sense and reason--this man who sighed for universal liberty, was delighted at the prospect of great, despotic, and aristocratic power, to be exerted by his will alone in three great countries. The Count then yielded willingly to the persuasions of his friends, and promised to fulfil the wishes of the Italian _Vente_. He said, "The time for action is not come. The French police, in fact, is busy only with the known enemies of the Government, with persons who are compromised in these petty plots originated by self-love--regret for the past, and ambition. Our object is greater; for we do not serve a man, but an idea, or rather the assemblage of ideas, to be expanded everywhere at once, and to replace the darkness of old civilization by torrents of far more dazzling light. The dawn of that light though has not yet come." "Yet," said Von Apsberg, "the notes I receive announce the formation of new _Vente_ on all sides of us."