And if it were to be done again, I would do it again!" "You dare to tell me that to my face ?" he cried, hiding feelings which almost choked him.

"You would do it again, would you?
Mon Dieu, Madame, you need to be taught a lesson!" And by chance, meaning only to make the horses move on again, he raised his whip.

She thought that he was going to strike her, and she flinched at last.

The whip fell smartly on her horse's quarters, and it sprang forward.

Count Hannibal swore between his teeth.
He had turned pale, she red as fire.