"Yes, you, monsieur! And you will, I hope, give me satisfaction!"
"What for?"
"For saying I was either mad or drunk!"
"Stop a minute, please; I said so of someone, it is true, but of whom, then, did I say it?"
"What the deuce!" exclaimed Hutin. "You said it of M. Mennesson!"
"You see, monsieur, I did not whisper it to M. Hutin.... Had you any other reason for picking a quarrel with me?"
"None whatever, monsieur."
"In that case, it was hardly worth while waking me."
"Monsieur, I thought—"
"Do you still think so?"