And as if mockery were at issue, Garnache laughed.
"We will let her go, mademoiselle--yet not quite her own way.

You must not longer remain unrestrained, madame," he told the Marquise.

"Natures such as yours need a man's guidance.

I think you will be sufficiently punished if you wed this rash Monsieur de Tressan, just as he will be sufficiently punished later when disillusionment follows his present youthful ardour.

Make each other happy, then," and he waved his arms from one to the other.