"It's getting serious. They declare war against me now! Look out for yourself!" he came and said to her.
"You can do just as you please," replied Blandine, henceforth as calm and self-possessed as Kehlmark. "We shall be surprised at nothing from you!"
"We! We have then made it up with the … bugger. Let us be polite! Not weak stomached, the little 'un! We'll share him with his youngster, or, what shall we say to be always polite? An establishment of three! All my compliments!"
These insinuations failed to cause her the slightest emotion. She contented herself by regarding him with an air of contempt.
This impassibility completed the stupefaction of the groom.
The hussy was escaping him! Would he never have any more power over her? To make himself sure, he went on:
"But its no question of all that. Enough joking! Thou hast put thy name to a compact with me. I'm pitched out. Thou'st got to come with me!"
"Never!"
"How dost thee say that f Thou belong'st to me. Hast thou told thy miserable looking
