“Come with you? Why? Cannot an honest merchant be about his business without you soldiers hunting him?”
“Your name, monsieur.”
“Tourelle. Leave me in peace.”
“Christian name, please?”
“Pascal. You are an insolent fellow.”
“And mademoiselle’s name?”
“It is no concern of yours.”
“I heard it, monsieur, and yours too. Gerard the one and Gabrielle the other. That is enough for me. You must come with me.”
“I will not. Don’t you dare to lay a finger on me,” and he made as if to offer a resistance.
“You can explain to those at the Castle, monsieur. I can only obey orders.”