“Why, break open the door; I’m sure you must have heard my voice: you shall never make me believe you couldn’t hear that. Whenever I shall sew the strings on again, I can’t tell. If they didn’t turn me out like a ship in a storm, I’m a sinner! And you laughed!
“You didn’t laugh?
“Don’t tell me; you laugh when you don’t know anything about it; but I do.
“And a pretty place you have brought me to! A most respectable place, I must say! Where the women walk about without any bonnets to their heads, and the fish-girls with their bare legs - well, you don’t catch me eating any fish while I’m here.
“Why not?
“Why not, - do you think I’d encourage people of that sort?
“What do you say?
“Good-night?
“It’s no use your saying that - I can’t go to sleep so soon as you can. Especially with a door that has such a lock as that to it. How do we know who may come in? What?
“All the locks are bad in France?