No. What did you get?
[Looks at her, smiles and nods.] I got the horns! The horns that you can see so plainly. Is not that a comical story, madam bear-murderess?
Oh yes, comical enough! But I know another story that is still more comical.
How does that story go?
This is how it goes. There was once a stupid girl, who had both a father and a mother—but a rather poverty-stricken home. Then there came a high and mighty seigneur into the midst of all this poverty. And he took the girl in his arms—as you did—and travelled far, far away with her—
Was she so anxious to be with him?
Yes, for she was stupid, you see.
And he, no doubt, was a brilliant and beautiful personage?
Oh, no, he wasn't so superlatively beautiful either. But he pretended that he would take her with him to the top of the highest of mountains, where there were light and sunshine without end.
So he was a mountaineer, was he, that man?