"What do you mean?"
"I mean that you will have the ten pots of water poured down your throat."
"So the torture by water is in vogue at Île Saint-Georges, is it?"
"Dame! monsieur, you understand that on the Garonne—"
"To be sure, where the water is right at hand. How many pailfuls in the ten pots?"
"Three to three and a half."
"I shall swell up in that case."
"A little. But if you take the precaution to arrange matters with the jailer—"
"What then?"