"Monsieur, I will have you know that I do not pay homage to any man."
"You, Archange Cadotte? You are in love with a new man every day."
"Not in the least, monsieur. I only desire to have a new man in love with me every day."
Her mischievous mouth was a scarlet button in her face, and Louizon leaped to the floor, and kicked the stool across the room.
"The devil himself is no match at all for you!"
"But I married him before I knew that," returned Archange; and Louizon grinned in his wrath.
"I don't like such women."
"Oh yes, you do. Men always like women whom they cannot chain."
"I have never tried to chain you." Her husband approached, shaking his finger at her. "There is not another woman in the settlement who has her way as you have. And see how you treat me!"
"How do I treat you?" inquired Archange, sitting down and resigning herself to statistics.