“Gerville.”
“Oh, yes! so he is. But what difference does that make to you?”
“It makes a great difference to me. Don’t you know that he is horribly jealous and quite capable of going to terrible lengths?”
“What of it?”
“Understand that he’s here on my account. I am sure that he is watching for me; and he has some reason to, for I am with his mistress.”
“What! can it possibly be Mademoiselle Agathe whom you chose to transform into a lady with a carriage and livery of her own?”
“What would you have, my dear fellow? I did it in order to disguise her better, to spare her reputation.”
“Oh! so far as that goes, you may take my word that she has nothing to fear. Ha! ha! ha! Monsieur Raymond, what you must have are cruel creatures, women of a certain style!”
“You may jest about it later, my friend, but save me now, I implore you; my only hope is in you to extricate me from the frightful position I am in.”
“For heaven’s sake, explain yourself!”