"Listen, girl, remember what I am going to say."
"If it's a song you are going to teach me, I'll remember it if I know the tune."
"Don't jest, for my words are most serious."
"I don't care if they are; I am never serious myself."
"I forbid you—do you understand?—I forbid you to go to Edmond's rooms again; and if you disobey me, beware! you have no idea to what length jealousy may drive me."
"If it could drive you home to bed now, what an excellent thing it would be!"
"You have heard me—and you will obey."
"Not much! This was a foolish step of yours, my dear; for I have quarrelled with Edmond and I didn't intend to see him again; just a minute ago he begged me to go to supper with him, and I refused; but now that you forbid me to—oh! that puts a different face on the matter; I will accept. I'll make it up with him, and we'll be like turtle-doves again."
"Beware! don't drive me to extremities, you little strumpet!"
"Oh! if I'm a little strumpet, you're a big one! Let me tell you that I snap my finger at you and your threats; and to prove it, there's Edmond now, looking everywhere for me, and I'm going with him."