In later years you might find out, and then regret the days you spent under my roof.

I called you childish a moment ago, you must forgive me; I know that you are a woman, and hope therefore that you will understand me.

I killed your brother in fair fight.

He provoked me as no man was ever provoked before ..." "Is it necessary, M.Deroulede, that you should tell me all this ?" she interrupted him with some impatience.
"I thought you ought to know." "You must know, on the other hand, that I have no means of hearing the history of the quarrel from my brother's point of view now." The moment the words were out of her lips she had realised how cruelly she had spoken.

He did not reply; he was too chivalrous, too gentle, to reproach her.