"I beg you not to say any more," he said.

"If you do I shall almost fancy you don't care about--about"-- and he paused.
"About what ?" "About that matter--about one's honor." "Fancy what you please," said Newman.

"Fancy while you are at it that I care about YOU--though you are not worth it.

But come back without damage," he added in a moment, "and I will forgive you.

And then," he continued, as Valentin was going, "I will ship you straight off to America." "Well," answered Valentin, "if I am to turn over a new page, this may figure as a tail-piece to the old." And then he lit another cigar and departed.
"Blast that girl!" said Newman as the door closed upon Valentin..