"Do you think, because I am a poor country-girl, that I can be insulted with impunity?"
"'Insulted with impunity'! hey, what fine language!" said the sub-lieutenant; "and they told us we were coming to a land of savages."
"Do you know," said the lieutenant, looking fixedly at Bertha, "that I've a great mind to do something."
"Do what?"
"Arrest you on suspicion, and not let you off till you pay me the ransom I would set upon your liberty."
"What would that be?"
"A kiss."
"I can't let you kiss me, because you are neither my father, nor brother, nor husband."
"Are they the only ones who will have the right to put their lips to those pretty cheeks?"
"Of course they are."