“He asked:
“'What do you want?'
“She replied:
“'I do not choose to be treated like a common woman. You implored me to accept you. I asked you for nothing. Keep me with you!'
“He stamped his foot.
“'No, that's a little too much! If you think you are going—'
“I had seized his arm.
“'Keep still, Jean... Let me settle it.'
“I went toward her and quietly, little by little, I began to reason with her, exhausting all the arguments that are used under similar circumstances. She listened to me, motionless, with a fixed gaze, obstinate and silent.
“Finally, not knowing what more to say, and seeing that there would be a scene, I thought of a last resort and said: