"My God, because—"
"Well? Why do you pause? Do you know what I believe? You are a married man with a dreadful past!"
"Carmen, you are doing me an injury."
"Ha! ha! If I do you a wrong, I am at the most too easy with you."
"Carmen, what is the matter with you?" exclaimed Larsagny, in despair. "Only yesterday you were so affectionate, and now—"
"Bah! Yesterday is yesterday, and to-day is to-day. Either I find out from you who you really are, or—"
"Or?"
"Or I shall find out myself, and should I discover that you have committed some unpunished crime, I shall denounce you, even though you take revenge upon me for it."
Larsagny had sprung up, and looking at Carmen in amazement, he stammered:
"You—would—dare—to do—that?"