You are no match for a woman's tongue." "Nor, for a notary's.

Go to h---, and send in your bill!" roared the soldier in a fury.

"Well, will you go ?" and he marched at him.
The notary scuttled out, with something between a snarl and a squeak.
Josephine hid her face in her hands.
"What is the matter with you ?" inquired Raynal.

"Not crying again, surely!" "Me! I never cry--hardly.

I hid my face because I could not help laughing.