Ask him if you wish to know.
Why did you not stay at the chateau if you can think only of the Baroness?
Are you in love with her ?" "I am in love with you, my dear.

[The devil take me if she is not jealous now! How shall I make her talk ?] I am of the same opinion as you," he replied, in a loud voice, "that all this talk of Lambernier's is pure calumny." "There is no doubt about it.

He is well known about the place; he has a wicked tongue and watches everything that one does or says in order to report it at cross-purposes.

Mon Dieu! suppose he should make some story out of his seeing me enter these woods!" "Madame de Bergenheim," continued the artist, with affectation, "is certainly far above the gossip of a scoundrel of this kind." Reine pursed up her lips, but made no reply.
"She has too many good qualities and virtues for people to believe anything he says." "Oh, as to that, there are hypocrites among the Parisian ladies as well as elsewhere," said the young girl, with a sour look.
"Bless me!" thought Marillac, "we have it now.

I'd wager my last franc that I'll loosen her tongue." "Madame de Bergenheim," he replied, emphasizing each word, "is such a good woman, so sensible and so pretty!" "Mon Dieu! say that you love her at once, then--that'll be plain talk," exclaimed Reine, suddenly disengaging herself from the arm which was still about her waist.