He had already got hold of her; and she plainly realised by his heated look that he intended to take advantage of the opportunity. As soon as she again felt his burning hands, she once more resisted. Now that he was there, she no longer regretted or wanted him. Her whole nature revolted rancorously and jealously against him, albeit she was herself unconscious of the freaks of her will.
"Will you let me go, you swine!" she said. "I'll bite you!"
For the second time he had to leave go of her. He spluttered with fury, enraged at the thought that she yielded to another.
"Oh, I had a notion that there was something between you two," he said. "I ought to have kicked him out a long time ago, you hussy!"
Then he gave vent to a flood of filth. She, although maddened on her own side, remained stiff and pale, affecting perfect calmness, and replying curtly to all his dirty speeches:
"What's it got to do with you? Can't I do what I like?"
"Very well. Then I shall turn you out of the house immediately we get back! I shall tell Lise how I found you, and you may go and do as you like elsewhere."
He was now pushing her in front of him towards the field where his wife was waiting.
"Tell Lise!" said Françoise. "What do I care? I shall go away if I choose."
"If you choose! Oh, indeed! We shall see about that. You'll be kicked out, neck and crop!"