"Madam, you shall not go."
"Sir, I shall go!" said the lady, imitating his tone exactly.
"Have you no respect for yourself, madam—none for me, your husband?"
"Not the least, sir."
"It will be at your peril if you go."
"No, it won't—it'll be at my pleasure."
"Silence, madam!" he thundered, grinding his teeth with rage. "Do not dare to be impertinent, or you will repent it."
"Mr. Courtney, allow me to observe, the inmates of this house are trying to sleep. How they will succeed, if you go on in that manner, is a question easily answered," said Mrs. Courtney, sitting down, with a most provoking coolness, and beginning to unbutton her boots.
"Mrs. Courtney, I command you not to go with this man, to-morrow."
"Mr. Courtney, you may command till you are black in the face; but I've promised, and I'll go!" said his rebellious spouse.