“You must not talk like that of your native land in front of me.”
“Are you a patriot?”
“With all my heart. Aren’t you?”
“I am a citizen of the world.”
“It seems to me that you’ve been drinking, Quentin.”
“No; believe me.”
“I say this to you,” added the old woman after a long pause, “because for me, this is a solemn moment. I have told no one the story of my life until this moment.”
“The devil! What is she going to tell me?” mumbled Quentin.
“Are you vengeful?” asked the old woman.
“I?”