I am happy to tell you that, as a promise--a pledge.

I consider that on your side you make me an equal pledge.

You will not back out, eh ?" "I don't know what you mean by 'backing out,'" said the marquise.
"It suggests a movement of which I think no Bellegarde has ever been guilty." "Our word is our word," said Urbain.

"We have given it." "Well, now," said Newman, "I am very glad you are so proud.

It makes me believe that you will keep it." The marquise was silent a moment, and then, suddenly, "I shall always be polite to you, Mr.Newman," she declared, "but, decidedly, I shall never like you." "Don't be too sure," said Newman, laughing.
"I am so sure that I will ask you to take me back to my arm-chair without the least fear of having my sentiments modified by the service you render me." And Madame de Bellegarde took his arm, and returned to the salon and to her customary place.
M.de la Rochefidele and his wife were preparing to take their leave, and Madame de Cintre's interview with the mumbling old lady was at an end.