"I have not loved him," she answered in a low voice.
"Louder!" "I have not loved him." "You do not love him ?" "No." She did not look at Claude, but dully, mechanically, she stared straight before her.
Grio laughed boisterously.

"A dose for young Hopeful!" he cried.

"Ho! Ho! How do you feel now, Master Jackanapes ?" The big man smiled.
"Galle, quid insanis?
inquit, Tua cura Lycoris Perque nives alium perque horrida castra secuta est!" he murmured.

He bowed ironically in Claude's direction.

"The gentleman passes beyond the jurisdiction of the court," he said.