"And if Carnac Grier denies it?"
"He won't deny it. He never has. He says he was drunk when the thing was done—mais, oui."
"Is that all he says?"
"No. He says he didn't know it was a real marriage, and—" Luzanne then related Carnac's defence, and added: "Do you think anyone would believe him with the facts as they are? Remember I'm French and he's English, and that marriage to a French girl is life and death; and this is a French province!"
"And yet you are a Catholic and French, and were married by a Protestant judge."
"That is my own affair, ma'm'selle."
"It is not the thing to say to French-Canadians here. What do you get out of it all? If he is your husband, wouldn't it be better to have him successful than your defeated victim. What will be yours if you defeat—"
"Revenge—my rights—the law!" was the sharp rejoinder.
Junia smiled. "What is there in it all for you? If the man I married did not love me, I'd use the law to be free. What's the good of trying to destroy a husband who doesn't love you, who never loved you—never."
"You don't know that," retorted Luzanne sharply.