Will you not sit down ?" "I prefer to stand.

It is safer for you with the table between us." "Your sword was close to my heart one night.

I made no effort to repulse it." "Heaven was not quite ready for you, Monsieur." "Heaven or Hell.

There seems to be gall in your blood yet." "Who put it there ?" The Chevalier was making an effort to control his passion.
"I put it there, it is true.

But did you not stir a trifle too well ?" "Why are you here?
What is your purpose ?" "I have been three months on the water; I have been without my accustomed canary and honey; I have dined upon salt meats till my tongue and stomach are parched like corn.