"Indeed!"
"D'Hérouville called you 'Madame.'"
"Well?"
"What am I to believe?"
"What you will: one way or the other, I am equally indifferent." Ah, Madame!
The Chevalier saw that if he became serious, violent, or ill-tempered, he was lost. He pulled himself together. He smiled.
"Why are you not in Montreal? I understand Mademoiselle Catharine is there."
The Chevalier laughed. "You make me laugh, Diane."
"Why are you here in Quebec?"
"And you, Madame?"