“What do you mean?” she said, somewhat startled.
“I mean that as far as France is concerned our marriage doesn’t hold.”
“Mon Dieu!”
“It’s all right by English law, but French law doesn’t recognise it.”
“How droll! But what does it matter? You don’t want marry other French girls?”
“No, but it’s interesting to know that one can.”
“But me, too. Have I not right to marry some other persons?”
“Hum! I never thought of that.”
“Another thing,” I continued, “under French law man and wife hold property in common. Now, supposing you came into fortune, I couldn’t touch it.”
“Ah! now you speak for laughing. I nevaire come into fortune.”