I am a _Republican_!" he repeated energetically, as though having said that, there was nothing more to add.
Ferragut, not knowing how to answer this simple and solid enthusiasm, gave way to his temper.
"Get out, you brute!...

I don't want to see you again, ungrateful wretch! I shall do the thing alone; I don't need you.

It is enough for me to take my boat where it pleases me and to follow out my own pleasure.

Be off with all the old lies with which you have crammed your cranium....

You blockhead!" His wrath made him fall into his armchair, swinging his back toward the mate, hiding his head in his hands, in order to make him understand that with this scornful silence everything between them had come to an end.
Toni's eyes, growing constantly more distended and glassy, finally released a tear....