A cup and saucer met with a similar fate.
"Coward!" she yelled; "you're afraid to come near me!" And to exasperate him the more, she spat upon him.
The alferez went blind from rage and with a roar attempted to throw himself upon her, but she, with astonishing quickness, hit him across the face with the whip and ran hurriedly into an inner room, shutting and bolting the door violently behind her.

Bellowing with rage and pain, he followed, but was only able to run against the door, which made him vomit oaths.
"Accursed be your offspring, you sow! Open, open, or I'll break your head!" he howled, beating the door with his hands and feet.
No answer was heard, but instead the scraping of chairs and trunks as if she was building a barricade with the furniture.

The house shook under the kicks and curses of the alferez.
"Don't come in, don't come in!" called the sour voice inside.

"If you show yourself, I'll shoot you." By degrees he appeared to become calm and contented himself with walking up and down the room like a wild beast in its cage.
"Go out into the street and cool off your head!" the woman continued to jeer at him, as she now seemed to have completed her preparations for defense.
"I swear that if I catch you, even God won't save you, you old sow!" "Yes, now you can say what you like.

You didn't want me to go to mass! You didn't let me attend to my religious duties!" she answered with such sarcasm as only she knew how to use.
The alferez put on his helmet, arranged his clothing a little, and went out with heavy steps, but returned after a few minutes without making the least noise, having taken off his shoes.