“I am a lady and I crave justice on the man who has incarcerated and sequestrated me.”
“This is not in my province, since you say you are his wife.”
“But the marriage was performed while I was asleep.”
“Plague on it! you must enjoy sound sleep! I mean to say that this is not in my way. Apply to a lawyer, for I never care to meddle in these matrimonial squabbles.” He waved his hand as much as to say “Be off!” but she did not stir.
“I have not finished;” she said “you will understand that I have not come here to speak of frivolities, but to have revenge. The women of my country revenge and do not go to law.”
“This is different,” said Sartines: “but have despatch for my time is dear.”
“I told you that I come for protection against my oppressor. Can I have it?”
“Is he so powerful?”
“More so than any King.”
“Pray, explain, my dear lady: why should I accord you my protection against a man according to your statement more powerful than a king, for a deed which may not be a crime. If you want to be revenged, take revenge, only do not bring yourself under our laws; if you do a misdeed it will be you whom I must arrest. Then we shall see all about it. That is the bargain.”